One of Boston’s oldest restos. The dark wood walls, men’s club vibe, and menu of decadent New England fare make this a go-to spot.
Belly up to the bar at the old-school diner and load up on classic eggs (any way you like ’em) and hash, Belgian waffles with all the fixins, or a Southender omelet. There are soups and sandwiches, too, if it’s lunch you’re after.
As the great Dolly Parton once said, “If it’s baggin’, draggin’, or saggin’, it’s gonna get nipped, tucked, ...
A Cambridge institution of live bands and fresh Guinness hasn’t gone all hoity-toity; it just has a new menu. Dinner will now be served nightly (except Sundays), and you may find yourself fending off forks for pan-seared striped bass or a sinful pressed Cuban sandwich — a fresh roll loaded with smoked ham, roasted pork, Gruyere, pickles, and smoked pepper aioli.