Do order yourself some "Boston Scrod" melts in your mouth....think its some kind of cod cooked in butter sauce.
Haven't been to Boston since the 60s, miss that fish.
My ancestors prowled Boston in the 1630s on through the Revolution, but have long since fled west.
Ron
Ol' Macdonald himself, a proud son of Skye and Cape Breton Island
Lifetime Member STA. Two time winner of Utilikiltarian of the Month.
"I'll have a kilt please, a nice hand sewn tartan, 16 ounce Strome. Oh, and a sporran on the side, with a strap please."
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