Last night, my boss called to tell me not to come into work because of Hurricane Sandy.
I was relieved. If we had been asked to report then it would have been absolute chaos getting back home. The T shut down all service here in Boston about half an hour ago.
My roomie Christopher told me F.J. Doyle's was open. After a moment's thought, I figured if they're open then we could live dangerously for lunch.
Doyle's was short-staffed so we made sure to give our harried waitress an extra tip.
Believe it or not, Manhattan Clam Chowder was the soup du jour. Only they called it Manhattan Fish Chowder. Given my experiences trying to order Manhattan Clam in this city, I didn't care what they called it. It tasted good by whatever name.
If you are visiting Boston and are a political junkie, I do recommend a trip to Jamaica Plain to go to Doyle's. The place is adorned with political memorabilia from the past and present and is a required campaign stop for anyone seeking political office be it on the local, state or national levels.
I did, however, notice a defaced photograph of Scott Brown.
By the time we left Doyle's, the wind had picked up. Fortunately, we were back home in less than 10 minutes.
The wind has picked up even more steam with the worst still to come.
But so far so good.
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