Our Smithsonian friends know how to travel.
We met up at the OCLC bloggers salon. The food at these things is always dependent on the catering at whatever hotel the event’s is at – this year at the Westin waterfront n Boston, there was a properly gooey Brie, and reduced balsamic vinegar, and honey and figs, and other nice cheeses, but only crackers – no nice baguettes to smear with Brie.
Then we headed off through the rain and slush to Chinatown – the dumpling place we thought to go to had a 45 minute wait – but we were seated immediately at a Taiwanese restaurant around the corner. Martin wanted to order stinky tofu, so we did – it smelled like feet but just tasted like mildly spicey tofu. The cabbage on top was more interesting, I thought. We speculated that it was toned down stinky tofu for white people. We also got comfortingly doughy, dim sum-like pork buns, General Gau chicken, and shrimp with greens – baby bok choy.
I even managed to eat the entire meal with chopsticks.
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