Bourbon Street at night, New Orleans, 1945 by Hugh Morton
drunk gossipy ladies
if you don't have anything nice to say, come sit next to me!
food prepared the way the good lord intended
Sadly, in a few months I will be bidding adieu to my sweet Southern homeland. Why on Earth would I do such a thing? Because Nick and I are moving to Boston this fall. Nick got into MIT's Media Lab for his graduate studies. Because he is amazing.
Local attractions in Boston include:
you have to check out this linguistic toy, which allows you to hear a Boston accent pronounce various words
I mean because this seems reasonable
The wikipedia entry on the Cuisine of New England tells me that Yankees eat this stuff when they're not eating Boston Cream Pie and McLobster sandwiches
Tell me things about Boston that will get me excited to move there.