No, the second day we drank wine and ate meals.
It's a great way to see a city, actually: walk a little, stop for a glasssa and an appetizer, walk a little more, stop again . . . you get the picture.
Thursday morning, after that marathon 15-inning baseball game Wednesday night, we walked for a long time, mostly because I was navigating and Boston turns me upside-down, but finally we came across this sign, on Newberry Street:
Glass of Wine with Savory Chef's Taste? For $5?
Yum . . .
. . . and yum . . .
. . . and yum.
And then, just like that, there was no more time for wine or food.
But fear not; all is not lost: