We eat at a wonderful little Italian restaurant and grabbed cannoli at Mike’s Pastry (the other popular spot is Modern Pastry for cannoli). They were awesome. We then went into a tiny neighborhood Italian bakery that smelled like by Grandma Josephine’s kitchen and bought some of the Italian cookies that I grew up with (from Pizzelles to Pignolata). It was wonderful!
We finished our stay with breakfast at Mike’s City Diner in South Boston, a local diner with incredible breakfasts in a quintessentially Southie atmosphere. Everyone one had different dishes and we were hooked at the first bite. I thought Madie’s pancakes with banana and blueberries were the best. I had hash and eggs which are a local favorite and worth trying. They could even do grits here in the Boston! (The same name as the pastry shop is a coincidence but you clearly cannot go wrong with a place named Mike around here).
By the way, you will sometimes read about people complaining that Bostonians can be a tad cold like the weather. However, we found very warm people. Our favorite was this morning when a guy heading to work stopped us when we were debating directions to Mike’s. His name was Arnie and he gave us directions then came running back and said that he was in need of a walk anyway and would walk us over. It was about ten blocks and took him in the opposite direction of his work. He told us all about the area, what to order at Mike’s and even some history. We loved him and he left a positive memory with my kids of Boston that will likely remain with them for life.
This is a great city and we had a ball. Thank you, Boston!
Now off to the Cape.
