Italiano

So, I first need to ask the question "why do Italian men have chicken legs and smoke?"... it bothers me!

Dinner in the North End... yummy Italian food. Met Angela (my Boston Best Friend) at North Station and Google Maps directed us to Charlestown. An 11 minute walk, across the bridge stumbling into Charlestown and jay walking across 6 lanes of traffic, only to find another couple looking at their phone completely lost like us. We ended up calling Nebo (the restaurant) and found out that the directions and maps are wrong (something they should fix if they were smart). So we took a nice like walk before dinner. Crossed back over the bridge into Boston and found the place. Two of our other friends were already there waiting for us, they were lucky enough to see a sign pointing them in the right direction. The food was ok, Angela's was rather bland so we will not go back there again. It was a nice night out so we decided to walk to Mike's Pastry, only we weren't thinking b/c I hate crowds and Mike's is such a tourist spot, there were long lines and no one believed me that we didn't have to wait in line (locals know to walk right in and wait over by the pastries on the left side) but whatev! I decided I wasn't in the mood for dessert and the people were driving me nuts, so Angela and I left our two friends at Mike's to wait in line and we left. I was tired and had a 45 minute T ride home and Angela was going to make some blueberry cobbler... so it all ended well. Today was much cooler than yesterday and it was pleasant walking around the North End.