We had a nice, relaxing mini getaway over the weekend. Just walking away from the "stuff" that occupies our minds these days--work uncertainties, college payments, extended family dramas, laundry and errands and orthodontists, Oh My. A small respite was needed.
We stayed in the Kendall Hotel in Cambridge, a newer hotel build into and behind an old fire station. It's not the most charming of neighborhoods, between MIT and the glass canyons of the biotech and engineering firms of Kendall Square, but the T is right across the street. In 3 minutes we could be watching sunlight glint off the Charles River as we crossed the bridge onto Beacon Hill; or coming up the subway stairs into bustling Central Square or Harvard Square in the other direction. It's a pleasant hotel, decorated in antiques, reproductions, and pretty fabrics. Very nice staff, comfortable, quiet rooms, free parking and breakfast. I'd recommend it.
But what is it today with the mountain of pillows on hotel beds?
Ate a great lunch in Central Square, in one of the Indian restaurants we used to go to back in our own student days. Shalimar, on Mass Ave, very good. Took the T across the river to Boston. We walked up and down around Beacon Hill for a while, stopped for coffee.
Dinner was at the highly rated Benatti in Cambridge's Inman Square. Inman used to be the place to go for drinks and music, and cheap food. Still is, and Benatti outprices everything in the neighborhood. The food was very good, expensive, and the service charming in the tiny room. Although my handmade tortolloni was outstanding, it was swimming in so much overly flavored sauce that I couldn;t taste the delicate spinach filling. Larry's was much better, and the scallop antipaso was wonderful. Ah well--I heard on Chowhound the owner is looking to sell.
Sunday morning we took a brief drive to look at my grandparent's old triple-decker, amazingly enough now turned into condos. That got us reminiscing about my grandmother, but that'll be the next entry.