Tuesday, January 26, 2010

week 4: zaftigs

ohhhh k! so. let's talk some about boston.
see, to me, a weekend visit to boston means:

-seeing old friends
-strolling on newbury street (with a definite visit to the marc jacobs store)

-perhaps exploring cambridge
-a sit with a chocolate sandwich cookie at cambridge's hi rise bread company.

-and maybe a nun chuck lesson?

but to the boys,

a weekend visit to boston means one thing:

get. wasted.

as in, 
wake up, 
and even before breakfast, 
be very very drunk.

{even if the only cups left are measuring cups}

{and i swear, i didn't have anything to do with this}

it's like a tradition for them.
it's ridiculous. 
don't even get me started.

naturally my restaurant for this week was going to be in boston,
but i faced a challenge:

i needed a restaurant that would be interesting and tasty and boston-y,
it would also need to appeal to some very drunk or very hungover boys.

 anything that took traveling to the opposite side of the city for?
ummm no.

any posh seafood restaurants?
not a chance.

the greasy four dollar cheeseburgers they all craved?
bored. so bored.

so with the help of former bostoner z, i found it:

walking distance from friend trent's,
not too expensive,
and a perfectly acceptable place to nurse a hangover.

there it is.

we arrived on sunday at typical brunch hour,
ready to wait
{because what fabulous sunday brunch doesn't have a severely long wait?}
oh but wait we did...
for almost TWO hours.

good thing there were fun mural people for brian and i to play with...

and to pick the noses of.

luckily the wait gave me enough time to decide what i wanted.
because there were too many ridiculous menu items that i couldn't pass up,
i also decided what friends kyle and trent would want too.

for me:

the challah french toast.

by complete chance, 
i happened upon a girl from my high school english class on the walk to zaftigs,
she recommended it, 
and i was all, damn, this is a sign!
and then about six more people told me i should get it.
so i did.
and it was, to quote miss erin who also got french toast,
cake for breakfast!!
i mean, i'll take that any day.

i also felt weird about going to a jewish deli and not having a potater pancake.
by the way,
is there a difference between a latke and a potato pancake?
it was ok.
it was at least crispy enough.

friends matt, erin, and becca had
a monstrous breakfast sandwich, bananer french toast, and a salmon burger


for kyle:

the raphel
roast turkey, stuffing, cranberry and apricot chutney, mashed potatoes, and gravy
atop toasted challah.

think: the gobbler at the millburn deli in jersey.
except with mashed potatoes,
that in my opinion,
 took away its rights to be a sammich.
might as well have just had thanksgiving.

for mr. trent:

the lupo
brisket sandwiched between two potater pancakes
with gravy and horseradish

it was a good thing that trent was willing to order this,
because if he hadn't
i would have had a major problem.
i mean, 
what self respecting person that likes to blog about food sees this on a menu and doesn't taste it?
i was a bit confused when it came out though,
talking about,
are you supposed to pick it up and eat it like a sandwich?
or is it just too messy for that?
trent opted for the fork approach,
and so did i.
it was good, pretty good. 
a+ for creativity.

joe got an omelet.

zaftigs was an all day affair.
we were there basically until the early evening.
and it almost bordered on
this severely long typical sunday brunch wait being almost too severely long.
i was satisfied with my toast.
but i'd like to spiel about traditional american breakfast places some:

there seems to be a commonality about em that is a plateau.
how many ways are there to omelet an egg?
or flip a pancake?
or iron a waffle?

don't get me wrong,
it's good food.

but i've never had, and really can't imagine an out of this WORLD brunch. 
{black label burger of brunches, do you exist?}
it seems that when it comes to breakfast,
it's either solid,
or a stale bagel.

i'm truly equally satisfied with a
telepan prix fixe ordeal,
an egg mcmuffin,
or a zaftig's seven hour affair.

what i'm saying is, 
zaftigs was very good...
but unless i crave the brisket + latke combo,
and unless i have a whole day to spare,
i'll focus on my next 48 restaurants, thankyouverymuch.



zaftig's delicatessen is located just outside of boston, in brookline.

joe+kyle don't remember a thing.


poopydiapers said...


respekt said...

you always wear really cute scarves! where do you get them! :-)


kELLO! said...

you are so stinkin pretty! that place looks amazing. my friend is going to boston soon- i'll have to tell her about it! :)

Meghan said...

So fun! Thanks for all of the suggestions - can't wait to go to Boston in March!

coooosh said...

You are insane! This is hysterical. However, you did not mention the best breakfast/brunch of all. Better than any waffle/egg/french toast/sausage/mcAnything? Leftover pizza(whilst in your jammies)!!! (Especially Lou Mal's or DIFARA!!!!!)


Looooveee it...that looks so yummmy yes I want all of it! and Oh boys will be boys!

cerealjoe said...

Awwww... Newbury street! Brings back memories, I used to live in Boston (alright, so not Boston Boston but a suburb, who cares about technicalities!), can't say I miss it too much but it's a lovely city, isn't it?

Red Boots said...

I love your restaurant reviews!! This place sound amazing, and spot on - perfect for hangovers!! The food looks amazing - I wish I could go to Boston for breakfast!!!! xx

Katy Mary said...

I used to live on Russell St in Brookline which is literally a couple of blocks from Zaftigs. I've been there and it's definitely darn good but a tad overwhelming. Glad you had fun in Boston!!

Melly said...

That all looks soooooo good! Love ll your recommendations!

Aziz said...

Dear Molly, Told you so :)

ema.leigh said...

looks like you had fun!! so jealous. And what's Boston with Sam Adam's? I mean, really...


Manon said...

Such fun photos!
52 Restaurants in 52 weeks sounds like a great idea!

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