Taste of Cambridge
Between the heat, the humidity, the lines, and the obligatory overly-amplified music, by the time I finished with the Taste of Cambridge I had no energy left for hauling across town to the blog meetup. Maybe next month. Instead, I headed home and cooled off in the breeze from the air conditioner.
(I think the traditional September date for ToC is better for being outside in. Chalk it up as yet another way that the DNC has made life around here more irritating.)
There was plenty of good stuff to eat, and in small enough amounts that I didn’t feel stuffed. I definitely want to check out Brother Jimmy’s BBQ in Harvard Square some time soon; they had great Carolina-style pulled pork. Finale also had a wonderful dark chocolate dessert.
Duplication was the order of the day, though. I think there were four or five Mexican options, and it seemed like many of the high-end dinner places were serving some kind of ceviche. A bit more variety wouldn’t have hurt.
