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Durgin Park


Durgin Park closed last night. It opened in 1827. The sign over their doors reads “Established before you were born”. It served traditional New England fare in Quincy Market. You could get lobster, prime rib, and pot roast as well as Indian Pudding (molasses and cornmeal) for dessert. After 192 years, it fell due to rising labor costs and losing business to the number of other options that diners have in the city. My wife and I have been there several times, usually for lunch. It always had a nostalgic feel to it. There are two potential buyers, but I don’t know if they will come through.

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Boston Holiday Lights


A few more holiday lights from Boston.

Gingerbread


The culinary artists at Boston’s Park Plaza Hotel created a likeness of their hotel in gingerbread. I would have made more images but the lighting on the sculpture was really off. It’s quite the work of art.

Christmas Tree at Quincy Market

There are a few big Christmas trees in Boston. The one at Quincy Market is unique in that it was a matrix of digitally controlled lights. This allows for Blink, a light and sound show that takes place every half hour. Three songs are played while patterns and images appear on the tree. You can see a couple of the patterns below.

Saints Among Us


It’s usually against my better judgment to go to Walmart on a Sunday at noon. There are just too many people. That said, I really needed to get a few things and hadn’t managed to go before then. My strategy was to go in and out through the garden center entrance. I knew there would be only one register open there but there was seldom a line. I found the items I needed and headed to the register. As I approached, I could see there was nobody in line. A sign advertising all Christmas items 50% off caught my eye. I diverted from my path to the register to get some wrapping paper for next year. Heck, it was 50% off.

As I headed back to the register, there was a woman ahead of me putting items on the conveyor belt. She was my age, Hispanic, and well dressed with long brown hair. I looked at her cart to see how long the wait would be. It was filled with little Christmas items. There must have been twenty Santa hats and tons of those headbands that have reindeer antlers on them. Her basket was filled with novelties that the lone cashier would have to individually scan. Suddenly my strategy of using the garden center entrance was not working out so well. I groaned internally. I wanted to be home for the start of the Patriots game.

“You certainly seem ready for next Christmas.” I said to the woman.

“Oh this?” she replied. “This is for the children in my country. They are very poor and have never had a real Christmas. Next year when I go home for Christmas, I will bring this to them. They will have a good Christmas.”

“Where are you from?” I asked

“Columbia. I just flew back on the 26th. The town I am from is very small. We never had Christmas when I was a girl. But next year the children in my town, they will know Christmas.”

While the clerk scanned all of the items, she told me about her village in Columbia and life there. The Patriots game became a minor concern. Her total was around $80. That’s a lot of novelty Christmas items, but they’ll bring a lot of smiles.

Happy New Year.