You know it’s gonna be an interesting day when you stumble upon an ephemeral patch of more than 2000 glass pumpkins, sprouting like little charms from a previously empty field.
Crossing the Charles river, I spot a horde of trekkers who turned out for the ASH Bash, a 5k benefiting the Ambassadors for Sustained Health. Beautiful day for it!
I arrive at Pavement Coffee House and settle in for some work. I’ve been to their hipsterful Back Bay location, but never this one. I like it a lot. They have varied seating options – I appreciate the standing-height table – and it feels roomy inside. Less artsy-fartsy, more old-fashioned class.
I lunch on a delicious housemade bagel with cream cheese, an under-vinegared kale/carrot salad with quinoa and chickpeas, and a drink called Death Cream. Pretty dire name for smooth cold brew coffee laced with sweet vanilla cream. The cashier tells me that Pavement has a playlist named after each of their drinks, including one called “Death Cream With Shot.” He laughs ruefully. “We can absolutely never play it in here; it’s way too hardcore.”
This weekend the church is throwing GreekFest Boston! I’m quite fond of church celebrations. They usually have charming kids’ games, wholesome information about history and culture, plus elders who cook amazing, inexpensive family recipes and serve them in Styrofoam containers. Reminds me of the Japanese festivals my family attends every summer.
Here in Boston we’re lucky to have the Emerald Necklace, a 7-mile stretch of interconnected parks designed in the late 1800s by landscape architect Frederick Law Olmsted. There is not much lovelier than strolling through the Emerald Necklace at golden hour when the sun lies soft on every branch and leaf.
The park space along the Back Bay Fens is currently home to an art exhibit called the CrossRoads Energy Necklace project. Sixteen artists have created temporary installations designed to engage the public on questions of environmental sustainability and climate change.
I end the night with a little experiment. What happens when an international group of economists tries to recreate “the quintessential American Saturday” with pizza, beer, wings, football on the tee-vee, and gambling? Well, first they invent “Monopoker,” in which one’s poker winnings are used as the basis for one’s Monopoly bank account, and vice versa. Then they argue so much about potential coalition-forming, ideal length of time devoted to poker rounds vs. Monopoly rounds, and betting strategies that they forget to order the pizza for, like, an hour. And then they end up enjoying the poker part so much that they decide not to play Monopoly at all, but keep playing poker while also playing chess on their phones. (Okay that chess part was just Juan.)