So we just got home a few hours ago from Boston and it is regrettable that we only had about 36 hours in such a great city. We stayed at The Kendall in Cambridge which was a nice little boutique hotel situated near the MIT campus. We had a fantastic dinner at Legal Seafood (our server's name was Bora and he was awesome). We walked some of the Freedom Trail and I had a pipe while we sat by the harbor. But enough of that.
The second we got off the T in Boston Common I dragged my girlfriend immediately down to LJ Peretti's. My first feeling on walking through the door was contentment followed by sadness that this kind of store is a beautiful anachronism. I learned that saying 'VaPer' in real-life is something that you shouldn't do but, like I told the guy, if I didn't want to get my balls busted, I shouldn't have come to Boston.
Once he straightened out on that, we got down to tobacco and I showed my ass again when I smelled a jar and misidentified some ingredients. He recommended to me Dundee (VaPer + cigar leaf) which I got 2oz of (is excellent) and I also picked up 2oz of London Flake (which I just finished my first bowl of and is excellent as well). All of the tobacco that is sold comes from the 'paint cans' behind the counter and I was informed that, next time, I can bring my pipe and sample the tobaccos out of the jars on the counter. I figured that the tobacco in the jars were just something else they were selling out of. I'm surprised he didn't laugh when I asked if I was allowed to handle the jars.
The selection of pipes was large for a store that wasn't also a warehouse and some of the Peretti label pipes were quite reasonably priced (staring around $40). Sadly, I still did not have the funds for a new pipe but the next time I go, I'm going earmark some for a little PAD, especially now that my appetite was been whetted.
Again, to my embarrassment, I forgot to ask the gentleman's name who helped me but I won't forget him anytime soon.
With Peretti's coming up first, I decided to skip Leavitt-Pierce because you can only go down from Peretti's. In fact, we only gave the Harvard-area a cursory drive through before we headed for home.
Also, just up Tremont from Peretti's was a bar called Remington's that was fantastic as well. I wanted to sit in there all day. I had a great burger, the beer was reasonably priced and the bartender reminded me of Emma Stone. That's a win-win-win.
I can't wait to get back. Or move.
The second we got off the T in Boston Common I dragged my girlfriend immediately down to LJ Peretti's. My first feeling on walking through the door was contentment followed by sadness that this kind of store is a beautiful anachronism. I learned that saying 'VaPer' in real-life is something that you shouldn't do but, like I told the guy, if I didn't want to get my balls busted, I shouldn't have come to Boston.
Once he straightened out on that, we got down to tobacco and I showed my ass again when I smelled a jar and misidentified some ingredients. He recommended to me Dundee (VaPer + cigar leaf) which I got 2oz of (is excellent) and I also picked up 2oz of London Flake (which I just finished my first bowl of and is excellent as well). All of the tobacco that is sold comes from the 'paint cans' behind the counter and I was informed that, next time, I can bring my pipe and sample the tobaccos out of the jars on the counter. I figured that the tobacco in the jars were just something else they were selling out of. I'm surprised he didn't laugh when I asked if I was allowed to handle the jars.
The selection of pipes was large for a store that wasn't also a warehouse and some of the Peretti label pipes were quite reasonably priced (staring around $40). Sadly, I still did not have the funds for a new pipe but the next time I go, I'm going earmark some for a little PAD, especially now that my appetite was been whetted.
Again, to my embarrassment, I forgot to ask the gentleman's name who helped me but I won't forget him anytime soon.
With Peretti's coming up first, I decided to skip Leavitt-Pierce because you can only go down from Peretti's. In fact, we only gave the Harvard-area a cursory drive through before we headed for home.
Also, just up Tremont from Peretti's was a bar called Remington's that was fantastic as well. I wanted to sit in there all day. I had a great burger, the beer was reasonably priced and the bartender reminded me of Emma Stone. That's a win-win-win.
I can't wait to get back. Or move.