Sylvia's Journal

Yesterday was our 36^th wedding anniversary. We cashed in the Christmas present Sita and Jim had given us, a gift certificate to the restaurant Bergamot in Somerville. I don’t know how Sita picks these places, I guess Millenials are good at this as I know from my travels with Millenials, triangulating.

Sita’s pick is always exactly the right place for our wedding anniversary (no pressure) – a creative cook, a nice atmosphere and good libations.

To avoid having to drive home with two cars and one of this chauffeured by a very tired me, Axel came into town by train. He had to fight his way against the current of Boston commuters going home at 5 PM . Apparently swimming upstream is not for the faint of hearted, and especially when there is something wrong on the orange line. His description reminded me of the infamous pictures of the Tokyo metro system some decades ago with specially hired pushers to fill up every empty space.

We had cocktails to forget about this and later found out that these cocktails were offered on the house because the sommelier is the partner of the sister of a dear colleague of mine who left MSH just a few months ago to start a new life in Zimbabwe. The sister, who owns her own restaurant in Newton, recognized Axel from a dinner there, while I was in some faraway land, and came by to say hello. Two other colleagues (one current, one ex) were sitting a few tables over.

We feasted on skate wings,  pork belly, duck pate, sweet potato gnocchi, turnip cream eclairs and old ripe cheese; wonderful combinations both for the palate and the eye.