This morning we walked about fifteen minutes, through the most spectacularly blossom-lined residential brownstone streets, to Mike's City Diner. We'd been craving a giant American breakfast, and this certainly hit the spot. I ordered an 'Emergency Room' which includes two massive buttermilk pancakes with butter and syrup, plus a toasted chewy bagel and massive servings of cottage-fried potatoes, scrambled eggs and hand-cut ham off the bone. Once it arrived, I never thought I'd be able to finish it, but it was incredibly delicious so I found the room.
Here is Tabitha with The Daddy, perusing the menu:
It always makes me laugh how much choice is on offer in the US! How would you like your eggs? Would you like white toast, rye, whole wheat or sourdough, English muffin, bagel or brioche with your order? What sort of bagel - plain, onion, poppy, sesame, onion chive, or everything bagel? Would you like milk or cream with your coffee? And, as you see below, as well as regular sugar there is generally three other sweetener offerings - Equal, Sweet'n'Low or Splenda:
A peek at my enormous - and delicious - breakfast. Those pancakes were easily 30cm across, and 2cm thick:
On our walk back, we noticed the strangest little hand-knit and crochet covers on the chain holders of regular old concrete posts in a park!
We did a little shopping after breakfast, clothes mostly, and sweet little leather pink butterfly sandals for Tabitha. In the afternoon, we headed to the famous Fenway Park to watch a baseball game between the Red Sox and the Angels. I am a Red Sox fan, since the first ever game I went to was a Sox game at Fenway back in 2004. Fenway Park is the oldest baseball stadium in the United States, and has been beautifully preserved, without flashy upgrades. It feels like you are strolling around a ballpark in a 1950s film. Here we are when we were arriving:
Tabby in her infant-sized Red Sox cap. I accidentally left my cap at home in Australia, and was devastated not to wear it today. Perhaps that is why the Red Sox lost!
Doesn't Tabitha have crazy hair?! I think I have some peanut in my teeth in this photo...
We had great seats - right by first base, nearly behind the Red Sox dugout, third row from the front. It felt like we were sitting on the field!
The quintessential Fenway photo - the World Series wins in the background, a young man selling hot dogs from a box held aloft on his head. "Hot dogs, get your Fenway franks here!" "Icy cold American beer, who wants some?" "Peanuts, peanuts, peanuts" "Crackerjacks, I got Crackerjacks!"
Actually, I ate THREE hot dogs (with onions, mustard, ketchup and sweet relish), as well as a bag of peanuts and a bag of Crackerjacks. I know, even after my coronary-inducing breakfast!
It really was a beautiful day to be at the game:
Early this evening, back at the hotel, we went downstairs to the hotel restaurant for dinner - I was pretty full, so just ordered a lobster roll. Normally these are pretty small and light, but this one was enormous! It had at least a whole lobster's worth of meat in it, including two massive claws. Tabitha had to help me eat all the lobster - she adores shellfish like lobster, yabbies and prawns. Here she is with a chunk of meat for each hand, and more in her mouth:
I am SO tired. Jetlag is harder to shake when you have a baby who is up during the night, and who decided that 4am was morning time! Tired, but we are having a brilliant time.
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