As mentioned ... a story from the break, and then the bit of bad news.
First, we had a lovely break. My wife and I made a point to try out several new restaurants we'd wanted to try, we had the boy with us from Christmas Eve Eve until the day after Christmas (Boxing Day for some of you folks), although we expected/hoped it would be longer... more on THAT later.
Our final adventure was deciding to go into Boston on Saturday to go to a BBQ spot we'd been wanting to try for a few years - Sweet Cheeks Q. It was as good as advertised. Our plan, figuring the day before NYE would be a nice day to head in, would be to go into the city early, take a nice walk before lunch, eat and head home.
And I had just the place for the walk.
Over the last few months I've become obsessed with the works of art produced by this bakery in Boston - Jonquils. Some consider their cakes the most amazing looking cakes in the country, and honestly, I wouldn't argue. So my wife agreed. It was about a 40 minute walk to the bakery. We'd get some stuff which we'd use as our NYE/NYD desserts, and walk back for lunch.
Easy peasey, lemon squeezy, as the bard famously wrote.
Well, the day was overcast on our walk there... but it was a lovely walk. And when we arrived, they were not sold out, luckily.
Just so you understand what we're talking about here: a few photos;
So when I say works of art - I'm not kidding.
We spent about $80 on some desserts, and began the walk back... and immediately it began to drizzle. But that was ok, because it ended in a few minutes, as it was replaced by heavy driving rain and wind.
Because my wife is prepared for everything, she not only had umbrellas for us, but also a large reusable shopping bag...which we needed after a few minutes when the bakery bag began to disintegrate.
Of course, the rain, wind, traffic noice, and the hour... now lit my migraine fuse, and I think I was feeling my HRT a bit... so I was getting rather snarky with the "I TOLD you we should have just taken an Uber back."... meanwhile we could feel the two boxes of dessert shifting and bouncing around in the wind and rain on this seemingly endless walk back.
But end, it did. We made it back to the garage where we parked the car. Just a minute or two from the restaurant. We were not really speaking at that point, just a lot of wet grumbling. And my wife then pulled out her keys to open the trunk so we could put the desserts in there, and in so doing, she lost her grip momentarily and one of the boxes slipped out and smashed on the parking garage floor.
We were both silent for about 10 seconds, and then broke out laughing and could not stop for a good five minutes. When we got home, the desserts in the undropped box ended up mostly no worse for wear, while the dropped box ... well they were delicious, if looking nothing like the above photos.
We will 100% return to Jonquil bakery in the future, but it most certainly will be by car...
Love,
Allie
