Taiyaki, the perfect afternoon pick-me-up

Nothing gets me through the post-meeting naptime afternoon slump like a cup of lousy office joe and a fish-shaped pastry.  This one’s a tayaki, a cake filled with bean paste.  I picked it up at Porter Square’s Kotobukiya market.

Trying to be a localdecoravore on Mass ave

I was walking from Central to Harvard yesterday morning and I noticed that the Porter cluster of furniture stores about midway between those squares is changing.  Maybe a sign of the economic times, maybe just neighborhood evolution.  Since I’m in the market for...

A house without books

As you may know, I’ve been busy moving.  Yes, I’m leaving Cronin Park behind.  But not far behind, I’ve moved only a few blocks and a couple of stories.  I packed up and moved about a dozen boxes of books, some 17 running feet of shelf space.  Not a...

In the queue

In book club this month: Man Booker prize winner The White Tiger by Aravind Adiga.  Halfway through, enjoying it.  Also see Adiga’s piece in the New Yorker and the discussion of White Tiger over at the Mutiny. Picked up at the Central Square Theater: Alan...