#TBT Photo Essay: Boston
On the commute to work this morning, a certain realization hit her – both figuratively and literally, as the Massachusetts Bay Transit Authority (MBTA, or popularly, the “T”) drivers are known for applying the train’s brakes very liberally, especially during morning rush hours. 7:30 AM uncaffeinated Stephanie stumbled into the group of cap- and gown-clad students next to her on their way to Commencement, and realized that this May marked her one-year anniversary of living as an Adult in Boston.
My earliest memories of this city come from a family vacation almost 18 years ago. My parents bought me a pink crew-neck sweatshirt with little smiley-face lobsters on it that said, “Boston Harbor,” and I instantaneously knew that I belonged in New England. I would visit again as a college freshman and enjoy the renowned Mike’s Pastry in the North End, and explore the entire Freedom Trail on foot (quite the experience during a family reunion). In the beginning of 2013, I would receive a letter of acceptance from grad school, and pack up my belongings to entirely relocate to the other end of the East Coast.
Dear Spork Readers, the photos below showcase some of my favorite food moments from Boston over the past (almost) two years, from the exotic tastes of the Allston neighborhood to the touristy Fenway and Fanueil Hall areas, to the always-glamorous Back Bay eateries. I hope that you enjoy this slice of nostalgia from my life. I may not be able to fit into that stunning pink sweatshirt anymore, but my awe and love for this city, its cuisine, and its people have remained Boston strong.
Post and Photos by Stephanie Cohen.