When: Friday, 21 September
Who: Me and Andreas
Where: 224 Boston Restaurant
Wine: 2004 Concannon Petite Sirah, Limited Release
I picked Andreas up at Logan (he was in London for the week for work). For the first time in our picking up from the airport history, we actually timed it perfectly. I just got out of the tunnel when the phone rang. He was through customs and had his luggage and was outside. This was at 5:15pm on a Friday, so you can only imagine the traffic we sat in on 93 South. How people do that every day boggles my mind. It’s no wonder there aren’t more incidents of road rage. We had originally planned on going home first and then grabbing a bite, but by the time we got to our exit we were ready to eat. Plus Andreas was on London time and was fading fast.
Located outside of Edward Everett Sq., 224 Boston is in an area that is not known for it’s great cuisine. That’s why this place is such a special treat. It’s not a place we go to often, but when we do, we always enjoy ourselves. This time was no different, but it wasn’t our best outing.
It was pretty empty when we arrived (tip: if you want to get a table anywhere in Boston on a Friday, go out to eat at 5:45pm). Andreas chose the wine, which was wonderful. For the first course he got the cream of mushroom soup, which looked really good and got four stars. I had the heirloom tomatoes with mozzarella and pine nut and basil pesto. The green and yellow striped tomato was excellent, but the red tomato was a bit mealy. I’m spoiled though because our tomatoes were just awesome this year. Both were from the specials menu.
For our main course Andreas got the herbed baked meatloaf, roasted garlic and romano mashed potato, broccoli florets & tarragon infused chardonnay reduction. I got the sauteed shrimp & cherrystone clams, in a smoked bacon, garlic & lemon sauce with wilted baby spinach, grape tomato and angel hair pasta. They were both good, but not anything mind blowing. Andreas claims his meatloaf is better, but he’s been making that claim for four years and I’ve still never had his meatloaf, so I can’t attest to that. The sauce in the pasta dish was good, but there was so much pasta that the flavor was lost.
We didn’t eat our entire entrees so we could get dessert. We ordered the whoppie pie filled with marscapone cheese and served with a raspberry coulis. I specifically saved some of my wine and Andreas got an espresso for dessert. It took about 20 minutes for it to arrive, which was very disappointing. The wine was gone, the espresso was gone, and Andreas was almost asleep at the table. We never got an explanation as to why something that was served cold took so long. A little dark spot on otherwise great service.
All in all, we’ll go back to 224 Boston anytime. Next time we’ll order the desserts at the same time as our entrees.