As I was ready to take my first bite of my first Speed's Hot Dog last week, I realized I was experiencing a Boston Chowhound rite of passage. It was a milestone, established by a special community, to mark my growth.
What were your Chowhound rites of passage?
Have you had Chow moments when you suddenly realized you were experiencing something that moved you closer to the heart of this community?
What were the major markers in your exploration of the Boston food scene?
The big check marks on your list of places to try?
I'll start off:
A Speed's Hot Dog, eaten leaning on the hood of a car, or at least at the scene. (I had a Zipcar so I opted for the picnic table.)
My first meal at L'Espalier- for me it was lunch.
Afternoon Tea at the Ritz (now the Taj) - (I did this many years before Chowhound but I recognized, even back then, that I had entered a different realm. I still remember many details of that afternoon.)
Making my decision about the best lobster roll in Boston. I came down on Neptune, but it's not the choice, it's having made your decision and taken your stand as a hound.
Filling out my Chowhound profile and thinking through those key hound questions. (I really should do an update of my profile at least once a year. Things change as I grow.)
Okay, enough from me.
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