It All Started...

So today I made plans to grab some brunch with a good friend and enjoy a relaxing sunday before heading home to see mom dukes. And of course low and behold on my way to brunch I spot this guy. Who's too cool to wear his shirt on the air conditioned train. You can't see it here but he has a purple hat that says "Cox Improvement" or some corny ish along those lines. And to compliment that he has some script tattoo across his chest and matching purple kicks. Dear God thank you for this brief lesson in tolerance.

I link up with my boy and we head over to the 303 Cafe for some grub. The french toast with nutella, rasberry sauce, and chantilly is no joke and not for the faint of heart. I could barely take this beast of a breakfast/dessert down. Upon further inspection of the place I noticed a drawing of a 3 eyed pickle. And I can't forget about the epic battle between thearmy soldier and the giant spider.

Then it was off to check out my boys new pad. He's got a loft space in a building that was once a bra factory. The building has some amazing photography on the inside of what it looked like before the renovation process, which really fascinates me. For those that don't know I'm a history junkie with a BA to prove it. Seeing things like this is a real treat. He's also got a serious view from the roof!

After brunch I made a brief rendezvous with High Snobiety, Patch Studios, and Uburger. Again please note my stomach is not your average joe. Once we hit Uburger I destroyed a Vanilla shake and a Yuppie Burger within a few minutes. This post is for all my Boston fam and their misadventures.

Misadventures in Eastie and beyond...