It was a lovely afternoon to wander the North End, and I was lucky enough to have my friend Don there to show me the coolest things. Like this tiny corner market were the proprietors were selling flowers and a few vegetables. I like to think I am proficient at exploring new places by myself, but one thing I learned that day is that having an expert along is a big help, if he or she knows where the wicked cool stuff is located!
My friend Don told me this was the best bakery in the North End; he has always given me good advice, so of course I checked it out. The Patient Spouse ordered up come cannoli while I pointed the camera in various directions. The cannoli (which we ate in a light rain beside a basketball court just up the street) were delicious and I came away with a photo of this disembodied hand. It was a win!
Also, the cannoli reminded us of the time we lived in New Orleans during the World’s Fair (remember those?). We would end every one of our visits to the fair (we had passes and went often) by getting cannoli at an Italian bakery and then watching the nightly fireworks display while we devoured our treats.
Stoop (with umbrella)
It was a cool and drizzly Sunday morning – perfect conditions to wander around the North End to see what there was to see.
Just like I will walk around to the back of things, I will also always peer down narrow passages like this. It was a rich reward, with the brick walls, the stoop, the door with the worn-away paint at the bottom, the window reflections. But mostly: that umbrella!