How Not to Kill Yourself (with Food)

Thankfully, Matt and myself weren’t always gouging ourselves with food. On most occasions – the lunches at least anyway – we ate more modestly.

The first night I hooked up with Matt was on Thursday last week – this was before the two nights of vindaloo and steak horror – and he introduced me to a nifty burrito place (‘Chipotle’)  in Harvard Square. I haven’t had very many of these before, and they were pretty good.

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These are ordered quickly and are quite customizable. Matt had the chicken, and myself the steak burritos:

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One special feature of the burritos is its use of rice in the wraps:

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Just before we headed out to the whale-watching trip at Gloucester on Saturday, we had lunch at the Topside Grill and Pub, a rated #5 of #54 restaurants in the small coastal town. No, we didn’t know it was rated so highly. I just sort of liked the façade when we droved past it, and Matt didn’t mind checking it out too.

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Everyone says that you shouldn’t leave New England until you’ve tried their lobsters. To be honest, I wasn’t sure what ordering lobsters entailed. So, when we were presented with the lunch specials and saw a ‘lobster’ item, we went for it.

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What we got wasn’t the lobster, but a sort of sandwich with lobster meat on it. No wonder it’s called a lobster ‘roll’. These things are hugely popular; we saw them everywhere in both Gloucester and Provincetown (which we visited the next day), and look like the easy foods to partake in compared to the actual lobsters.

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The lobster roll was served on a plate with coleslaw and fries; yep the same stuff that those unfortunate fellows returned onto the ship’s deck (Matt’s “Gloucestered” haha) when we went sailing into the Atlantic Ocean later.:)

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Likewise, our lunch fares in Provincetown were simple. At this point, we’d both sworn off heavy dinners after the vindaloo and steaks from the earlier nights!

The town square of Provincetown is lined with many eateries, like this one below that we checked into.

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Very small town feel to it, though it was a little crowded during the lunch hour with many visitors also grabbing quick lunches.

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Matt downed at least three fruit smoothies in the afternoon at Provincetown. I had the ice tea – which was very different from our local versions. Specifically, they were unsweetened. That’s my egg and bacon on a bagel sandwich.:)

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The fast ferry bringing us back to Boston was departing only at 7:30 PM in the evening. With plenty of time to kill and weather increasing gloomy, we ducked into a restaurant for a quick bite. That’s clam chowder for me, and some sort of Portuguese concoction for Matt:

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Not nearly enough food for me though for a dinner event. No American experience is complete with a hotdog. I wanted to see how bare minimum these go, and found an outlet doing these for USD2.75.:)

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That’s about the sum of our non-destructive meals the two of us had. I’ll do a third post on breakfasts at my homestay soon.:)