Yesterday was a pseudo-holiday here in Boston. I have always had to work it but Brig and I decided to both take the day off and enjoy the festivities. We woke up around 9 (already a nice treat for a Monday) and were out the door a little past 10. We got on the Green Line at North Station so we wouldn’t have to deal with the hordes of people further into the city. I must say that the MBTA earned a huge FAIL yesterday. You would think that for the however many years the Marathon has been run, and the Sox have played their early game, and Copley has been closed due to all the goings-on, that the MBTA would have some idea of how to deal with the excessive number of people. You would think. But no, there weren’t enough trains (plenty of E though), and even once on the train it kept stopping between stops. Painfully, cruelly it would stop for no reason, with no explanation, and no hope in sight.
We finally arrived at Kenmore with only the knowledge of our imminent beer drinking having helped us survive the ride. We made a beeline (if you can call it that with a mass of people all heading in the same direction and slowing down the pace) to Boston Beer Works where neither of us had been before. It’s a really great spot with a lot of room, great natural lighting and so many TVs perfectly placed for easy viewing from any seat or angle. Our only issue was getting someone to take our order. We were seated for food and waiters kept walking by but NOBODY stopped. We couldn’t believe it was happening but after bearing it for as long as we could we finally flagged someone and said what is going on here? He ended up helping us even though it wasn’t his section and then the guy who was SUPPOSED to be waiting on us jaunted over and we were like uh-huh buddy we’ve already got a server thanks.
The food we got was good: their house nachos and some pretzel bites w/ a great mustard dipping sauce. We also got a pitcher of their Hub Light beer which tasted pretty much as you would expect. Out the window we had a view of Comm Ave and could see some of the runners finishing the stretch run.
After we wrapped up there we went for a little walk and ended up at Copperfield’s. It’s a little dive bar with another section called Down Under that I didn’t head down to see. It was freezing cold in there and they gave me a plastic beer cup with a hole in the bottom. Cross that place off my list.
We left after Bobby Valentine blew the Sox game by leaving Daniel Bard in too long and headed over to Game On. This is another bar that I somehow had never made it to (always packed on game days.) We showed up at a good time because we got in pretty immediately. We got our drinks from the bar but then had to get creative to find a spot to hang. I think we ended up behind the hostess’ desk. We were right next to this pair of girls who were wearing matching shirts and claiming to have “won” the marathon. One even had a fake medal. Maybe they’d have better luck getting free drinks if they just said they raced it and not won the whole thing.
Next up we were going to head to Bleacher Bar but a line was out the door and the same thing at Lansdowne Pub. So we rounded the corner and went to Jillian’s. Brig had never been before and the place was pretty quiet considering. We got drinks and sat down in the VIP couches to watch the final inning of the game. After the Sox lost (1-0, thanks Bobby V) the place got busy from everyone heading across the street from Fenway. We nabbed a pool table and played a couple games. This annoying guy kept coming over and telling us to take our drinks off the table. They weren’t on the felt or anything but he just couldn’t be satisfied. Anyway, after I made a couple amazing shots and won a few games we decided to take off so we wouldn’t run into any commuter traffic from all the people who did go to work and would be heading home. We had another dreadful trip on the T including our train being pulled out of service at Park Street (as always).
On our way home Brig got a jonesing for some ice cream so we headed to Cold Stone. I don’t even want to relive this by describing it but just believe that it was the most annoying, arduous, unsatisfying trip EVER. But life goes on and we started watching a new show for us – season 1 of The Walking Dead. We watched the first 3 episodes and it seems pretty cool. But they should change their theme song to The Cranberries.
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