This is (almost) my last semester as an undergraduate at Northeastern and I am in this strange limbo between senioritis and pre-emptive nostalgia.
I’ll be walking away with all of the quintessential Northeastern experiences. Like having to tell the unenlightened that you’re a co-op, not an intern, darn it. Explaining what a “middler” is. Figuring out the tunnel system, finally, right as the weather starts to get warm. Realizing that nothing at Outtakes counts as food. Trying not to get killed by trains or cars when crossing Huntington Avenue twelve times a day. Etc.
And I’ll have experiences that not every Northeastern student gets to have. Like when my fellow dormmates and I rallied to protest the living conditions in the YMCA. Or that time I climbed one of the little trees on Huntington Ave at midnight just to prove that I could. How I spent my Friday nights at “Club Snell” because I am a party animal and don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.
I will miss the campus and my classes and using Argo Tea as my home base, but most of all, I will miss the awesome people. Jodie and I met three years ago when we arrived at the university as transfer students, and she is one of these awesome people.
Tuesday, March 3, 2015. Jodie and I decided to go for lunch in the South End. After cycling through a number of ideas, we settled on B&G Oysters. Luckily, we were able to walk in without a wait. But that being said, the interior is relatively small and the restaurant is popular, so I would recommend erring on the side of caution and getting a reservation if you want to avoid a wait during the dinner hour.
B&G is the seafood star of Barbara Lynch’s restaurant empire, which includes Menton (previously on my blog), No. 9 Park, Sportello, Stir, Drink and the Butcher Shop. The interior has an upbeat modern feel: blue hexagonal designs on the walls, spiky fireball lamps, large mirrors. A bar lines the open kitchen. I love open kitchens!
I had previously dined at B&G for dinner in 2013, but I had forgotten to bring my camera. The photos I took in the dim evening light with my iPhone were, to my dismay, of too poor quality to be used for a blog post. But the deviled eggs and lobster roll stuck in my mind. I resolved to return.
Game plan: A single order of the three-course lunch prix-fixe menu, featuring oysters, cauliflower soup, and fish and chips. And then for a couple add-ons, clam frites and pork rinds. Jodie gets the oysters and clam frites, I get the soup and fish and chips, and we share the pork rinds.
I am beginning to appreciate the nuances of cauliflower, a vegetable that made woefully few appearances in my meals until the past couple years, so I was quite excited for this soup. I expected a puree but instead found more of a chowder: a creamy broth, bite-size pieces of sweet cauliflower, tangy apple cut in pieces so small that at first glance I thought they were bits of cauliflower, and a solitary scallop. The entire concoction was divine.
For the fish and chips, I loved the light crispy batter on the fish, but make no mistake: the malt vinegar aioli stole the show. Unctuous, full of umami and pucker-inducing at the same time. I dipped my fries in it and wished I could take a jar home with me.
Jodie let me snag a bite of her hot, salty clam frites. They reminded me of summertime and reinvigorated my hatred for Boston’s winter.
Barbara Lynch has the Boston culinary scene proud. Each of her restaurants has its own distinctive personality and food, but still fits into a cohesive restaurant collage. I was thrilled that my second visit to B&G Oysters lived up to my memory of the first.
Maybe Northeastern didn’t have the best judgment about housing us transfer students in the YMCA, a bonafide construction zone. (It turns out that when tearing down the building outside your window, they use a giant pincer-type machine to tear off a large chunk of the structure and drop it three stories at 6:30 a.m.) But based on my experiences, Northeastern had excellent judgment when it came to accepting the applications of awesome people.
And as a result, for my first year at Northeastern, I got to live in a dorm with 80 of the best people in the world. Jodie is one of them. She is graduating at the end of this semester and I am going to miss the heck outta that girl. I’m glad we got to fit a lunch at B&G into our college foodie adventures.
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