My recommendation is ...
Midnight Sun guest bloger Mykel Nahorniak thought this post would be more suited to Dining@Large. Perhaps. But I need all the guests posts I can get, and it's on an interesting topic. So I'm going to step on Elizabeth Large's feet a little bit here. I hope she won't mind.
My recent trip to Boston to witness the marathon was both inspiring and relaxing. The city is teeming with history, culture and on Marathon Weekend, tourists.
On our first night, we ventured deep into Little Italy in the North End for my running friends to "carbo-load" for the next day’s run.
Every restaurant we passed touted a 45-minute wait, accompanied by (understandably) impatient hosts. We finally settled on a hole-in-the-wall that looked promising ...
When it comes to food, a question like that is tantamount to finding a strand of hair in soup. How do you answer?
"I like steak… er, no. Salad. I mean, pasta. No wait! Beef brisket."
Yuck. No.
If I'm asking you for a wide-open recommendation, it means I want your opinion. It means I'm not a vegan who will throw a tantrum when you recommend the pork. It means I'll eat almost anything you sit in front of me. It means I want you to tell me what you think the best dish is, not ask me what I think the best dish is.
I ended up getting the gnocchi. It was pretty great.
(Photo of gnocchi from the Chicago Tribune)






