Breaking Bread in Boston
October 22nd 2016 We arrived in Boston and again the Rain Gods appeared to be threatening, but at least the pervasive fog of Bar Harbor had relented. I had some more Swiss muesli for breakfast, and Sharon had some French Toast. We were seated in a sort of enclosed enclave of the Lido, I’m not sure but that might be where those dining in the Canaletto dine. There was one gentleman seated by himself at the window w
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