Our last day in Boston was overcast and chilly, but dry. After breakfast, we headed down Newbury Street

to Copley Square to catch the Green Line “T” to the Museum of Fine Arts. The trains were prompt and not crowded. The ride was four stops, and the walk back to the museum only a couple blocks.

This was an interesting museum in that they had exhibits across all the Fine Arts. In addition to paintings and sculpture, they had furniture, clothing, jewelry, photos, and quite a bit of foreign and ancient art. They were reputed to have a Monet collection of some note. To get right to the bottom line, I really wanted to like this museum and after every little disappointment, I tried to make a mental excuse for them. This is a museum that has a lot of “stuff” but nothing really remarkable. The collection is very conservative. They seem to have slept through the fifties and sixties and overlooked acquiring anything contemporary that would certainly turn into something significant in future years. They overlooked a whole generation of vital contemporary American artists, whose work they could have picked up for a song, and who would have benefited from the interest. On top of that, they put their contemporary collection in this remote third-floor alcove, accessed by only one hard-to-find stairway.
Determined to overcome our disappointment, we decided it was time for lobsters. We took the “T” to the Sullivan Square stop in Charlestown to the Mount Vernon Pub. This is a working-class venue with a fine kitchen, and notable as one of the last restaurants serving lobster twins. Back when I was working here in the late 80’s, it was common to find restaurants offering twins and even triplets. One place I used to stop at on the way to Marblehead offered one lobster for $10, two for $13 and 3 for $15. Those were the days! Nowadays, the Mount Vernon offered twins for $37, and we considered that a bargain. We had a terrific and colorful server (who called us “Hon” and “dear”) and offered great advice on the menu. Soo and I split the twins and started with a cup of home-made clam “chowdah.” This was an expensive lunch (certainly by Portuguese standards), but still a good value and a nice treat to end our visit.

Bob and Soo













