Thursday night was my last night in Boston for a long, long time. Sandwiched in between running around like a beheaded chicken packing up my stuff and seeing two friends, their son and two new twin girls, and loading up my poor small car, my girlfriend and I went to one of the best seafood places in Cambridge.
The East Coast Grill and Raw Bar, on the 1300 block of Cambridge St., is a sort of seafood/grill/Polynesian Tiki Bar fusion joint. The oysters were good, the Polynesian PuPu Platter was deliciously eclectic, and the salmon (in place of the mahi mahi, which they had run out of for the night) was excellent – light, flaky and moist. But the drink I had that was about 99% rum beat all.
I’ve spent more years in Boston than I had originally hoped to, and have relished every moment of it.