When in Montreal…


We recently celebrated our first anniversary and decided to take a little weekend trip to Montreal to rejoice in our complete and utter cuteness.(I’ll pause here to allow you the time you need to let how adorable we are sink in.  We’re also accepting gifts for the occasion…)While in Montreal, we did all of the touristy things — a walking tour of the Old City, a visit to Atwater Market, a turn about the Montreal Observation Wheel, a climb up Mont Royal, even a helicopter ride above the city — but the highlight was (as it always is with us) the food.  A fun, diverse city that seamlessly combines history and tradition with modernity and innovation, Montreal is literally a food lover’s dream.  We came ready to eat and we were not disappointed.

BREAKFAST — Muru Crepe

The best part about Montreal is that even though it is only a 5.5-hour drive from Boston, it’s so European. The cobblestone streets, the architecture, the people assuming everyone speaks French — it’s basically one Eiffel Tower away from being Paris, and I had to fight the urge to put on a beret and neck scarf and start dancing around a la Gene Kelly in An American in Paris.

So, we decided that the best way to start the day would be with a small brunch in a French cafe.  Muru Crepe, a charmingly tiny creperie in the Old City, fit the bill perfectly.

We both started off with a Cafe Mocha, expertly made with the perfect ratio of chocolate, espresso, and foam and beautifully decorated to boot.

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I went for a light breakfast and got Greek Yogurt drizzled with maple syrup (because Canada) and topped with homemade granola and fresh strawberries and blueberries and award-winningly tasty caramelized bananas.Nate got the Trois Fromages crepe, a savory crepe that came with goat cheese, swiss cheese, and mozzarella cheese, bacon, potato, honey, and crème fraîche.  

The crepe itself was spongy and light, with a slight hint of eggy flavor, and the gooeyness of the cheese combined with the smoky bacon, starchy potato, and sweet honey made it clear why Muru is considered one of the best creperies in the city.

LUNCH — Schwartz’s DeliMontreal is famous for two things: smoked meat sandwiches and poutine, and Schwartz’s is one of the best and most noteworthy spots in the city to get both of those things.  The deli has been serving smoked meat from a special family recipe since 1928 — when Reuben Schwartz, a Jewish immigrant from Romania, first opened the restaurant on the now-trendy boulevard Saint-Laurent (home to tons of artsy murals, small boutiques, and artisan shops).  The meat is prepared with a secret blend of herbs and spices and then marinated for 10 days before being served — and you could really taste the difference.  

The smoked meat sandwich — served on light rye bread with a touch of brown mustard — was easily one of the best deli sandwiches I’ve ever had, piled high with juicy, flavorful, thick-cut pastrami of such high quality that it rivaled the best that New York City has to offer.

And, because a giant deli sandwich is obviously not enough, we also split an order of Schwartz’s poutine, a take on the classic Quebec speciality that had — wait for it — more huge chunks of smoked meat on top.  The smoked meat and gravy soaked into the fries and the cheese curds were delightfully salty and gooey, and it was all so good I forgot to feel guilty about many calories I had just consumed.

After nearly 90 years in business, there’s a lot of hype surrounding Schwartz’s, and the line to even get into the restaurant was so abysmally long we almost decided to skip going entirely and find another place to get a smoked meat sandwich.  Let me tell you — the hype is completely justified and the line was more than worth it.  Seriously, do not visit Montreal without making your way to Schwartz’s at least once.

DINNER — Restaurant Bonaparte

We decided to go all out for dinner — after all, you only celebrate a one-year anniversary once, and after a day of walking around and being touristy we felt like we were entitled to treat ourselves to the fanciest dinner the city has to offer.

Restaurant Bonaparte, located in the heart of the Old City, is really three restaurants in one — there are three distinct dining rooms, all with different aesthetics that add to the restaurant’s charm.  We were placed in the Impératrice Hall, a romantic space decorated in the Empire style of the Napoleonic era, complete with crystal chandeliers, a large fireplace, and French hotel paneling on the walls.  The best part?  Because the staff of the restaurant knew we were celebrating a special occasion, they gave us the best seat in the room — an intimate booth next to a window that overlooked the narrow, cobblestone streets of the neighborhood.

While there are a la carte menus available, Restaurant Bonaparte is famous for its five-course Tasting Menu, and we decided that five courses would give us the opportunity to try literally every type of French food all at once and, really, how could we pass that chance up?

For the first course, Nate got the lobster bisque, which was thick and creamy with a hint of ginger.

Not wanting to fill up too quickly, I opted for the salad, which was a bed of mixed greens topped with toasted pine nuts and the most flavorful parmesan cheese I have ever tasted, tossed with a light vinaigrette.The second course was my favorite.  Nate chose the warm goat cheese and roasted almonds wrapped in flaky filo dough.  

Fulfilling one of my lifelong fantasies, I ordered the duck foie gras, which came with a savory crème brûlée and sauteed apples.  There are no words to describe how much I loved the foie gras — it was creamy and thick without being heavy, and when topped with the crème brûlée it had a melt-in-your-mouth quality that I could not get enough of.  

The third course continued my quest for all things French.  I ordered the escargot — garlicky and delightfully rubbery snails in parsley fricassee served with Provençal vegetables.  

Nate went for the mushroom ravioli, which were smothered in a sage butter sauce and tasted like fall.

Then, because this was the fanciest and greatest meal of all time, they gave us a pear and tarragon sorbet infused with ACTUAL CHAMPAGNE(!!) to cleanse our palates (seriously!!) before the main course, which — big surprise — was also amazing.

Nate went with filet mignon, cooked to perfection and seasoned with peppercorns and cognac.

I went with the duck breast, which was tender and juicy and topped with wild berries and a maple syrup glaze (again, because Canada) that enhanced the duck’s natural flavors with a wonderful combination of tartness and sweetness.

For dessert, we were given a Symphony of Homemade Desserts (which, in plebeian speak, basically is just a sampler platter of mini desserts made in-house by the restaurant’s pastry chef).  The highlight for me was the crème brûlée partly because it was absolutely delicious and partly because by this point in the meal I had turned into a full-on Fancy Snob™.

Was the meal decadent? Absolutely. But it was also probably the best meal I have ever eaten.  And to top it off, the service was impeccable, the staff was friendly and accommodating (not to mention very happy to congratulate us on our celebration), and the restaurant itself was beautiful.  If you’re in Montreal and have a reason to celebrate (or just want to Treat Yo Self), Restaurant Bonaparte is the place to do it.
Leaving Montreal was bittersweet, not only because we wanted more time there, but also because we had both gained a not-so-insignificant amount of weight from having eaten so well.  With a basically unlimited number of restaurants — big and small, fancy and casual — and an unlimited number of cuisines, Montreal is a food lover’s paradise.

The Boston Eat Party takes it on the road!


In our opinion, the great thing about traveling is seeing what makes each city unique in its own right. That is the point of traveling after all — to broaden your mind through experiences you may not find elsewhere. Oddly enough, the same thing goes for food.

Forget different areas of the world — there are tons of cities in North America that boast great food culture that you might not otherwise realize by just staying in Boston. Every city or state has an iconic dish or type of food to offer.

So, we took the Eat Party on the road and set out to try some of the most iconic foods in North America, spanning across Upstate New York, the Midwest and Ontario, Canada. Here is a map of our route and all the delicious, weird, and very unhealthy foods we ate along the way.

Finger Lakes, NY

Food to Try: Cheese

History: The Finger Lakes region is well-known for its wine trails, but a lesser known trail in the Finger Lakes is the Cheese Trail, which features a collection of local farms and creameries producing artisan cheeses that range type and age. The Finger Lakes Cheese Trail is a recent addition to the region, founded in 2010. It was a collaborative effort by local farms to bring bolster tourism in the area.

Where to go: Muranda Cheese Company seems to be the top choice in the region. We were fortunate enough to stumble upon it after doing a wine tasting. There were 16 different types of mouth-watering cheeses sampled.

Finger Lakes Cheese Trail

Not only were the samples delicious, but the tasting room was a renovated barn that overlooked a farm full of cows.

Muranda Cheese CompanyA few other notable cheese tastings on the Finger Lakes Cheese Trail are Engelbert Farms and Kenton’s Cheese Co. It’s also crazy cheap to go – it was only $3 for a tasting, plus they hook it up with free samples of jelly to put on pretzels afterward!

Buffalo, NY

Food to Try: Buffalo Wings

History: The Buffalo chicken wing was invented in 1964 by Teressa Bellissimo, the co-owner of Anchor Bar.Anchor Bar in Buffalo, NYThe story is that their son came in at 11 pm with a posse of college friends, drunk, demanding food. Teressa needed a quick way to serve up food. At the time, chicken wings were generally used for soups, but Teresa took it upon herself to create It was then that she came up with the idea of deep frying chicken wings and tossing them in cayenne hot sauce.

Where to go: If you ask any Buffalonian, they will tell you it’s a debate between the Anchor Bar and Duff’s Famous Wings – and it’s NOT both – it’s one or the other. Due to the amount of history tied to it, we went to the Anchor Bar, which is well-known nationally among tourists and outsiders (hey, that’s us!). Duff’s is more popular among the locals who hate tourists and have to prove them wrong by saying Duff’s is better. In their defense, Duff’s has a more expansive list of wing sauces, while The Anchor Bar’s flavors were limited mild, medium, hot, death-wish and BBQ. Still, I’m glad we tried the buffalo wing where it originated.

Buffalo Wings at The Anchor BarWe could see and feel the history inside of the Anchor Bar with endless memorabilia hanging on the wall including autographed pictures of famous people who have popped in (and also one strangely placed portrait of Christopher Columbus for reasons unknown).


If you’re a tourist looking to get a sense of Buffalo (like we were), it’s a really good choice in my opinion – plus top quality wings. We will have to try Duff’s next time to compare the tastes and flavors.

Cleveland, OH

Food to Try: The Polish Boy

What It Is: Grilled Kielbasa or hot dog in a bun, and covered in layers of french fries, a layer of southern style barbecue sauce or hot sauce, and coleslaw on top.

History:  Unlike the stories behind some of the other foods we tried during our trip, there isn’t much to the history of the Polish Boy.  The first version of the sandwich dates back to the 1940s, when Cleveland restaurateur Virgil Whitmore, owner of Whitmore’s Bar-B-Q in the Mount Pleasant neighborhood of Cleveland, created a kitchen sink sandwich consisting of a smoked beef sausage and a bunch of ingredients he had on hand, including coleslaw, French fries, and his homemade barbecue sauce. Other BBQ restaurants around the city followed suit, and the Polish Boy made a name for itself as a Cleveland culinary staple.  

Where to go: We wanted the authentic Cleveland experience, so we headed over to Seti’s Polish Boys, a food truck located in the Ohio City neighborhood of Cleveland and the best place in the city to get a Polish Boy.

Seti's Polish Boy TruckLauded by celebrity chefs like Rachael Ray and Michael Symon, Seti’s take on the Polish Boy is a true Cleveland classic (and it’s an incredible value — $7 for a heaping portion that will keep you full for hours). Served on a perfectly grilled all-beef hot dog and generously topped with French fries and coleslaw slathered in the most flavorful sweet BBQ sauce I’ve ever tasted, I can safely say that Seti’s Polish Boy is literally one of the best foods you’ll ever try.

Polish Boy in Cleveland, OHPlus, we got to meet Seti (who makes each Polish Boy to order) and his wife (who runs the truck) — two of the nicest people we ran into during our trip.  Despite having gone to both an Indians game and the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame while we were in Cleveland, I think Nate will agree with me when I say that this sandwich was definitely the highlight of the Ohio leg of our journey.

Detroit, MI

Food to Try: Coney Island Dog

What It Is: It’s an all-beef hot dog plopped on a steamed bun and topped with chili sauce, chopped raw onion, and a squiggle of yellow mustard.

History: While the hot dog itself got its start in Coney Island, New York (with the first hot dogs being sold at the amusement park as early as 1867), the Coney Island Dog is a staple specific to Detroit — over 500 diners in the Metro Detroit area alone serve some variation of the Coney Dog. The Coney Dog made its way from New York to Michigan in the early 1900s as hundreds of thousands of Greek and Macedonian immigrants traveled to the Midwest after arriving at Ellis Island.

Where to go: Several Detroit diners claim to be the true originator of the Coney Island Dog. We decided on Lafayette Coney Island, a no-frills diner located in the heart of downtown Detroit.  Lafayette Coney Island in Detroit, MITheir version of the Coney Dog came smothered in a slightly spicy chili. The raw onions gave the otherwise soggy chili dog a nice crunch and the yellow mustard added a nice, tangy flavor that brought the whole sandwich together.Coney Dog in Detroit, MI

The Coney Dog was an enjoyable variation on the classic chili dog, but it was a little plain — a little cheese, or perhaps a higher quality hot dog, would have improved the experience.  Simply put, Detroit’s Coney Dog was good but was really nothing compared to Cleveland’s Polish Boy.

Toronto, ON

Foodie Neighborhood to Visit: Chinatown

History: Toronto doesn’t have a specific dish per se, but because it is such a diverse and multicultural city, it boasts a wide variety of authentic international cuisines. Toronto is home to one of the largest Chinatown districts in North America — in fact, there are six Chinatown neighborhoods to explore in the greater Toronto area. Old Chinatown, which is the main Chinatown district located in the heart of the downtown, has no shortage of restaurants to get an order of noodles, dumplings, or any other kind of Asian cuisine you can think of.

Where To Go: There are literally hundreds of restaurants in Chinatown, serving food from China to Korea to Vietnam and everywhere in between. After deliberating for what seemed like hours (but was probably closer to minutes), we decided on Ka Chi Korean Restaurant, where we indulged in traditional Korean noodle dishes. I got the Bulgogi — sliced sirloin marinated in a traditional sweet sauce and served over thick, gummy noodles and steamed veggies.


Nate opted for a spicier dish — the Bibimbap (rice) served with spicy Bulgogi and squid. Both dishes were served on stone hot plates.


We also shared an order of steamed beef dumplings, which came with a myriad of sides, including steamed noodles, spicy kimchi, steamed greens, roasted potatoes, and a sweet soy sauce for dipping. We left full and satisfied, happy with our choice but also dying to try to some of the other restaurants on the street (there’s always next time, Toronto).


Because You Always Leave Room for Dessert:  While traveling from Chinatown to the Rogers Centre (where we were going to watch the Red Sox beat the Blue Jays, naturally), we stumbled across a small cupcake shop called Cutie Pie Cupcakes, where we tried what can only be described as the greatest dessert you will ever eat — the Unicorn Twist Ice Cream.  It’s amazing — pink champagne and blue vanilla soft serve piled in a rainbow waffle cone, topped with your choice of sauce (I went with dark chocolate, Nate went with Cherry Coke), dry topping (I went classic with confetti sprinkles, Nate went with cotton candy crumbles), and homemade mini whoopie pie (I went with a rainbow swirl because it was SO PRETTY, Nate went with cookies and cream).  The end result was a customized version of Heaven that made me very much wish I lived in Toronto and could visit Cutie Pie Cupcakes on the regular.

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Rochester, NY

Food to Try: The Garbage Plate

What It Is: The “Garbage Plate”, a highly-caloric plate that includes basically combines every type of food you could ask for in a cook-out – either hamburger patties (with or without cheese) or hot dogs, thrown on top of some combination of beans, fries (or home fries), mac salad, along with meat sauce, chopped onions, and mustard.

History: In 1918, Alexander Tahou opened a restaurant in Rochester called Hots and Potatoes. On the menu was a dish that included just about everything the kitchen could cook — meat and potatoes with a few other things thrown in to make a one-plate meal. Alexander’s son, Nick, took over the restaurant operations and updated the name to Garbage Plate. The dish has long been popular among college students in the area. Legend has it that long-ago college students asked Nick Tahou for a dish with ”all the garbage” on it. So, he concocted the garbage plate.

Where to go: When we arrived at Rochester on a Sunday, many of the hots restaurants were closed, including Nick Tahou’s. We settled for Mark’s Texas Hots, which was great, but they only have garbage plates with hamburgers and hot dogs. The size of the plate was pretty big at Mark’s Hots, but honestly no bigger than any other place. For a more expansive menu, try Henrietta Hots or Nick Tahou’s.

Garbage Plate in Rochester, NY

Fun Fact: The University of Rochester’s Sigma Phi Epsilon has a charity event called “the garbage plate run” that starts on campus, and involves running 2+ miles to Nick Tahou’s, eating a garbage plate and running back to campus. Many people actually tag team it, with one or two runners and one eater, but there are “iron men” that actually do it solo.

Trip To Salem, MA


Nate and I recently decided to take a day trip up to Salem to check out the witches, eat some seafood, and enjoy the spring weather by the water.

After an afternoon of acting like shameless tourists, we had worked up an appetite and decided to check out Sea Level Oyster Bar, a beachy waterfront restaurant and bar right that looked right out onto the boats docked by the wharf.

Sea Level Oyster Bar

Nate took one look at the menu and knew exactly what he wanted – the Srirachia Burger, which came with bacon, American cheese, lettuce, tomato, spicy Srirachia mayo, and pickled jalapeños piled on Texas toast. The burger was juicy and cooked to perfection and the Srirachia mayo had just the right amount of kick to add a little interest to a classic bacon cheeseburger. The thick, buttery Texas toast soaked up the sauce and juice from the burger and the result was extremely messy but totally gratifying. The fries were also heavily seasoned with salt and pepper and cooked crispy – I stole quite a few of them when Nate wasn’t looking.


Indecisive as ever, I was torn between a few options. As has been mentioned many times before, I am a sucker for a good lobster roll, so the Hot Lobster Roll (warmed, buttered lobster meat served on a brioche bun) caught my eye. I was also instantly intrigued by the Stuffed Lobster (overstuffed with crab meat and served with seasonal veggies and grilled potatoes). But, the winner of the night for me was the Baked Seafood Pie – lobster, scallops, and shrimp baked in a sherry cream with vegetables and mashed potatoes and topped with a buttery Ritz cracker topping. It was basically the seafood equivalent of a traditional Shepherd’s Pie and it was, in a word, heaven. The three types of seafood smothered in cream sauce combined with the crunch of the crumb topping and the savory, smooth flavor of the mashed potatoes made for a delicious dinner that more than satisfied my perpetual craving for seafood.


From traditional bar food (everything from Nachos served with tomato avocado salsa to onion rings served with chipotle mayo) to seafood (from fried clams and popcorn shrimp to mussels and steamers) to sandwiches and steaks, the menu was extensive and full of inventive takes on classic dishes. And, with a prime location right on Salem’s historic and picturesque Pickering Wharf, Sea Level Oyster Bar is definitely worth the trip.

After walking off dinner with a stroll down to the Derby Wharf Light, we decided that 20+ minutes of movement entitled us to ice cream for dessert (#logic). So, we stopped by Melt Homemade Ice Cream on Washington Street.

Melt is quaint and friendly and has the feel of a small-town ice cream shop, but the menu is anything but ordinary. There is an extensive menu of creative, slightly off-kilter flavors that taste as delicious as they sound. Nate got a cone of Cinnamon Waffles and Sprinkles — weird, right? But trust us, because it looked like funfetti and tasted like a chilled cinnamon dream. Christiana, the owner of Melt, gave us the back story on how the flavor came to be. It was actually invented by one of her employees, who said she wanted to make an “ice cream that tastes like waffle cones and has a bunch of rainbow sprinkles in it”!  

While Nate order to Cinnamon Waffles and Sprinkles, I got a cup of the Banana Nutella with Peanut Butter Cups, which continues my streak of loving all things Nutella. The flavor was the perfect combo of savory-sweet, and the Banana Nutella was a nice combination that vibed with my taste buds. Melt Ice Cream in Salem, MA


All in all, it was a perfect impromptu New England day trip. Salem is only about an hour north of Boston and with tons of history, museums, shops, and restaurants it’s definitely worth the ride up.

Top of The Hub – Back Bay, Boston, MA


I don’t consider myself a particularly fancy person, but sometimes it’s necessary to throw caution (and budget) to the wind and celebrate life’s little victories. Recently, Nate and I did just that in the heart of downtown Boston.


We decided to channel our inner Tom Haverford and Donna Meagle and indulge in our very own version of Treat Yo’Self (for those of you who don’t watch Parks and Rec, you should really get on that). And we were not sorry at all. Dinner at the Top of the Hub was everything we hoped it would be and more.


First, let’s set the scene: 360-degree views of the Boston skyline from 52 stories up (it was pouring that night and it was still one of the most spectacular views of the city I’ve ever seen); an exquisitely set table right by the window; and live jazz music (think Fred Astaire meets La La Land).  The restaurant advertises itself as Boston’s most romantic dining experience — completely true.


We started with cocktails. I got the Oak Punch — oak-infused vodka with strawberry puree, orange juice, pineapple juice, and brown sugar. It was sweet, satisfying, and tasted like the summer. I had no idea that oak-infused vodka was a thing, but I could actually sense a slightly woody aftertaste with each sip, and it counteracted the sweetness of the fruit juices in a really satisfying way. Nate followed my lead and got and equally tropical drink. He opted for the Banana Boat – Bacardi oakheart rum, banana liqueur, cream, brown sugar, and pineapple juice.  It was deliciously creamy and refreshing…basically the beverage equivalent of a trip to the Caribbean (minus the cost of airfare).


Sipping fancy cocktails while Frank Sinatra played in the background would have been enough for me, but we decided to go big or go home and I’m glad we did. The meal was probably one of the best I’ve ever had in Boston or in any other city. In an effort to not totally break the bank but still get a good taste of what the Top of the Hub had to offer, we decided to go halfsies on an appetizer and a meal (we were celebrating, but we’re not anarchists, you know?) We started with a plate of the Short Rib Gnocchi. The short rib was mouthwateringly tender, the gnocchi were fresh and homemade, and the portion was just the right amount to whet our appetites for the main event.


We’re both meat eaters, so for dinner we went with the 14-ounce Center Cut NY Strip Steak. It was more than enough for two people.  Tender, juicy, cooked to perfection — it was a steak for people who really, really love steak. It came with a slightly salty, rich marrow butter on top which helped to enhance the flavor of the steak’s natural juices. I’m not usually a person who puts butter or sauce on steak, but the marrow butter truly made the meal. It also came with Truffle Au Gratin Potatoes (cheese and potatoes in a casserole…need I say more?) and grilled asparagus (because Oprah says there should always be something green on your plate).


For dessert, Nate surprised me with a custom cake made by the restaurant’s pastry chef. Chocolate cake with vanilla buttercream frosting and my name written on it. Truly the cherry on top of a perfect night. If you’re celebrating a special occasion or simply want to have an amazing dining experience that’s totally worth every penny, there’s no better place in Boston.

Cabot’s Ice Cream – Newton, MA


If you’re anything like me, then you know that no meal is complete without something sweet at the end. And since my sweet tooth knows no bounds, we decided to journey to Cabot’s Ice Cream & Restaurant in Newton, MA. What we found there was easily the largest dessert menu I have ever seen in my entire life. Seriously, there were pages and pages and pages full of ice cream concoctions, each description more mouthwatering and intriguing than the next. If Belinda Carlisle is right and heaven is, in fact, a place on Earth, that place just might be Cabot’s.

IMG_2730We went on a Saturday night and it was crowded with a mix of high school students and groups of adults ending their night on a sweet note. With red leather upholstered booths, black-and-white checkered tile, and a menu full of old-fashioned frappes, malted milkshakes, and ice cream sodas, the entire restaurant had the vibe of a vintage 50s hangout. I felt a little like I was an extra in the movie Grease and I half expected Nate to offer me his letterman sweater or class ring and ask me to go steady (sadly, this didn’t happen).

IMG_2728.jpgThe hardest part was actually choosing what to order. I went with a classic ice cream sundae, but with a twist. I chose a scoop of Cherry Vanilla ice cream and a scoop of Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough ice cream as my base (for just 60 cents more, I could have added a third scoop and I did consider doing that for a hot second but then thought better of it). I opted for the Hot Chocolate Butterfudge as my first topping and substituted whipped cream for marshmallow topping (an excellent choice — the marshmallow was thick and sweet, complementing the warm gooeyness of the hot fudge). And, of course, the sundae wouldn’t have been complete without the proverbial cherry on top. The ice cream was creamy, flavorful, and chock-full of mix-ins. The Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough ice cream had large chunks of some of the freshest cookie dough I’ve ever eaten. The Cherry Vanilla ice cream had whole maraschino cherries in it, which blended nicely with the rich vanilla base — the result was a more homemade, more satisfying version of Ben & Jerry’s Cherry Garcia.

IMG_2726Nate decided to go more off the beaten path. He ordered the Spumoni Parfait, which came with chocolate, pistachio, and cherry vanilla ice cream layered with Cabot’s homemade claret sauce (for anyone who doesn’t know what claret sauce is, we had to Google it too. It’s a slightly thick, sweet wine sauce). Before even trying it, I had serious order envy. The parfait was piled high in an old-fashioned ice cream soda glass, topped with whipped cream and a cherry. And its flavor matched its aesthetic appeal. Nate was generous enough to give me a few bites — the flavor combination of the chocolate, cherry vanilla, and pistachio was perfect with the sweet sauce running through. And it was so satisfying that Nate picked up the glass and drank the melted bit at the end, just to savor the flavor a little bit more before hitting the road back to Boston.

Cabot’s also serves breakfast, lunch, and dinner, although my inclination for next time would be to create a three-course meal made entirely of desserts. But that’s just me. Just outside the city, Cabot’s is a perfect dessert spot if you’re looking for a place with a vintage vibe and creative flavor combos. Totally worth the spare tire that will inevitably develop from eating too much ice cream.