Day 115: Opera at the Parish

Today was quite the atypical day, making me feel like I was living in parallel universes at the start because I tried to work from MIT instead of heading out to BBN (I was tired, didn't feel like biking that far nor fighting the traffic in a car, and thought it might be fun to work around other people).  Was sort of bittersweet... story of my summer.  So very melodramatic these days!

The rest of the day was really fun, a happy contrast to the gloomy weather brought upon us by some mid-summer rain (apparently the center of the country is in a drought, but I can assure you that Boston is not).  Perhaps the most atypical bit was attending an operatic production. D. has had a boarder staying with him for a couple of weeks for an opera workshop (also atypical, I'd imagine -- someone affiliated with Calliope emailed out searching for such spots for boarders some time ago - but I digress).  The workshop (unsurprisingly) culminated in a performance put on by its participants, and we decided to go watch it.  For me, it involved a trek by T to the United Parish in Brookline, a place I strangely had been once before for a board meeting of the Boston Choral Consortium on behalf of Calliope.  Kind of cool way to feel a part of one's community, joining a community chorus.

Anyhow, the operatic vignettes we saw were really nice - D's boarder being the best, of course.  He did a bit from The Elixir of Love (I'm not so up on my opera so it didn't surprise me I hadn't heard of over half of operas on the list).  Post-opera, we headed to Zenna's (no, not my roommate but a delicious Thai place in Brookline) and then to post-dinner karaoke at good ol' Charles Playhouse with Calliope.  Good people, good times.

Day 37: Food(ler)

A friend of mine who recently moved from Cambridge to Canada (sorry for not being more specific -- honestly I think it's like a couple hours outside Toronto) hated the food in the Kendall/Central area.  He would go on for ages about how it was insanely difficult to get a decent bite to eat around here.  Well, recently (as this post also intimates), that has been changing.  I can walk out my front door and, in addition to incredibly easy access to a full-fledged grocery store, I can find delicious and reasonably priced Thai food, sushi, burgers, tajine, etc. within minutes.

However, some nights are not for walking out of the front door to those things.  Some nights are for waiting until you are so hungry you no longer have the capacity for decision-making, forcing yourself to focus enough to explore your options (typically with the aid of some sort of computing device -- an actual computer, if you are lucky), and then going to that website.  That was what tonight was.

So, thank you to Foodler, and thank you to Cambridge for providing the restaurants that are willing to ship off their food during the wee hours (or at least past 10pm) to those sad hungry fools like myself. [Note: since Foodler itself and the food I consumed tonight aren't very photogenic, I am providing a picture of myself eating some caffeinated Mac and Cheese circa fall 2008, which is pretty much equally as unhealthy as the food I consumed tonight.]