Saturday, December 24, 2011
Merry Christmas, Southie + Nahant!!!
Greetings gorrilla dunkers, and welcome to X-Mas Eve. and with the Pat's on, 1st place, to squish the fish @ 1PM surrounded by family, libations and love what could possibly be better? My trip home started in Southie, a curious case by all measures I've become somewhat of a Southie scholar ever since my sister raided West 5th between E & F many moons ago. it's a miracle they gentrified this industrial wasteland of bodies buried past, I mean the streets just sound like the hood, W 5th between E and F, this is not alphabet city dawg! Anyway, the once horrid and tough as nails area has been transformed proving once again that it's tough to keep a good man down, and it's tougher to keep 1 down that's close to water, in this case the mighty Atlantic ocean. So as always I clicked a few picks, as Mick, best name in southie eva (guy!) scooped me, we hit D & D drive through and did our usual lap. It seems every time I return home something in the neighborhood has changed. And now with an owning rooting interest on behalf of big sis I'm more interested in ever what's happening around Broadway. When I met the black Knight at Broadway back in 1991, it was a quick meeting, and with the triple O's (Whitey's most famous hangout) right across the street with quessy feeling a Lexington brother like myself was feeling, well was warranted. Back in 91 Broadway was not for the faint of heart or for a suburban general hospital watcher such as myself. Here is where of my best adventures over the last ten years begin. DCA baby, the best airport in America, small, slinky, great views of the capitol, white house and monument when wheels up. Also five, count em, five minutes from my amazing apartment with summer! yes, dawg with no traffic that is, OK, 7 and a hook, but so, so money.