It’s been a while since I’ve written, but I have been busy with the start of school. moving to Upper Elementary has been a real transition and my mommy said I had to focus my attention on my math facts. (What’s 6×7? 42! What’s 11X12? 132! What’s 9×8? 72! Boom!)
Last month, I had the honor of going to dinner with Devra First, the restaurant critic of the Boston Globe. She is very nice, and makes great conversation. Accompanying her was Chris Muther, the fashion writer, with his boyfriend and college friend (whose names, of course, I remember but whom my mom said I shouldn’t identify since I didn’t get their permission). Chris even told me he might take me to some fashion events… squee!
One cool thing was getting to see a restaurant critic in action, so that I can learn how to do it myself one day. She has some very important rules though: 1) Devra decides on the final order and 2) she gets to taste everything on the table. That was fine with me, because I usually insist on both of those things as well!
We had a lot of starters, like calamari pizza (my favorite), philly cheese steak spring rolls (sounds gross, but really delish!), and a lot of other things that you can read in Devra’s review, as well as a ton of entrees of course. My mother’s dish of angel hair pasta — she claims you can judge a restaurant on how the perform on the simplest dishes — was congealed and gross. But, my truffled gnocci was something I’d definitely have again. All in all, I agree that it was a 2 1/2 star type experience; the company was much better than the food which was much better than the service. My Toby Take: There’s definitely better Italian out there.
P.S. I’m the nine year old with the stage whisper in the review. Thank you Devra for a once-in-a-lifetime experience!