In addition to that amazing first meal in Boston, there were two more dinners that I got to do outside of a hotel. Legal Sea Food (accompanied by Inigo) and Rustic Kitchen (by myself).
Eventually my stomach couldn’t take any more seafood, so at the Rustic Kitchen I should have got something healthier, but these chive gnocchi (hold the sausage) called my name.
All very good and possibly even worth all the Tums and Pepto I’ve been scarfing down since.
In conclusion, and unrelated, I’d like to share that last night I dreamed that I ate bacon. In spaghetti carbonara. That was random.