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Independent shop and restaurant owners say property destruction and theft are added hardships for them during the pandemic—and distractions from the protest centered on justice for George Floyd.
I attended two very different tastings this past week, each terrific in its own way, one fancy, one rustic. Let’s start with the fancy, shall […]
Thanks to the infinitely patient staff at Sav-Mor Liquors, Chowder has been sampling additional pumpkin beers after the overwhelming response to our post two weeks […]
While I’ve always considered a good meal to be a fine form of entertainment, I’ve never been a big fan of food-with-entertainment. (See: dinner cruises.) […]
Your Chowder hounds have sniffed down the best culinary events in town. Check back every Friday for your weekly prix-fixe of foodie festivals, cooking classes, […]
Alright, Chowderheads: For all of you with the stamina and appetite to keep up on Chowder’s thousand-mile, six-week odyssey to identify the best and the […]
As the old adage goes, you eat with your eyes first. Chowder believes this doesn’t just apply to the dish before you, but also the […]
I’m usually wary of combo restaurants: Joe’s house of Pizza and Tacos, pizza/gyro joints, those Taco Bell/KFC franchises, Marche Movenpick. They tend to fall prey […]
Chowder may be talking turkey a lot these days, but one meat is our always-and-forever, and that’s pork. And while we’re all about the booming […]
From the number of miles Chowder has put on the old Chowdermobile as of late, you’d think gasoline grew on New England trees. But neither […]
Everyone’s talking about how the economic catastrophe correction is going to affect the restaurant world. I’m worried myself. Restaurants are important to Boston—culturally, economically—and they’re […]
Unlike many summer-weary Bostonians, I hate fall. Not because I dislike crisp days or the crunch of leaves underfoot, but I hate what fall signifies. […]
All right. Fine. The Sox have turned in for the season, my backyard patch of basil is dead, and the wool coats have come out […]
Over the last several weeks, Chowder traversed New England to unearth the most appetizing reasons to take a destination-restaurant road trip—and came up with the […]