As we neared the end of our Public Garden stroll, we came across the gentleman who had provided the enchanting bit of ehru music on our wedding day, and can often be found here on gorgeous days. Some aspects of the day you don’t even realize you miss until they show up later than expected. The occidental tune added to the beauty around us and we slowly withdrew from the garden. We shall return in the summer.
Taking Boylston back toward the condo for the afternoon siesta, we ducked into the Lenox Hotel, where we spent my 40thbirthday in the Judy Garland suite. A gold lion sentinel stood guard outside, while inside the lobby the couch beckoned for us to sit down. More lions, of the stuffed animal variety, lined the wall. Perhaps we’ll return to that suite someday…
In the meantime, we made do with the condo, once again resplendent in the afternoon light. A quick nap and change of clothes, and then it was time for dinner.
In what used to be the location of Sibling Rivalry, we were early enough to get an outdoor table at Barcelona, right next door to the Boston Center for the Arts (where we had tickets for ‘Love! Valour! Compassion!).
The meal was all right, marred slightly by some service issues, but you can find those details in my TripAdvisor entries.
After the lackluster drinks and dinner at Barcelona, we returned to a restaurant that has always done a solid pour: Aquitaine. Next year we should probably just make an anniversary reservation here, as we somehow manage to find our way to the chic bar for their delicious cocktail listing. It was the perfect pre-theater moment.
After the show, we walked off the dinners of the previous two nights, meandering beneath the street-lamp-lit blooms of the cherry trees. A joyous ending to a joyous day…
