We are not so good at running. We greatly admire those who can, and do, run the Boston Marathon every year, but we are more comfortable as spectators. So, for the 112th Boston Marathon, we will celebrate the way we have since birth: eating, watching other people run over Heartbreak Hill. The dilemma remains: where shall we eat? It depends on how involved we want to be.
•Big fan? Have a prime spot on Boylston just before the library? We are impressed. Have a trusted friend watch the chair for a bit and jog (lightly - don’t want to get a stitch) down toward Arlington St. for a sandwich at the Parish Cafe. We try to have anything but the Zuni Roll, but the memory of cranberry sauce, turkey, and bacon keeps calling us back.
•Not committed? Sure, you like the marathon, but there’s no need to spend your entire day off watching the event. Before dropping by the route to see the race’s progress, go to the the Mall at Chestnut Hill and treat yourself to brunch at Aquitaine Bis. Eggs Benedict Provençal, anyone?
•Avoiding the crowds altogether? Sudden influx of tourists not your thing? Can’t wait to have your city back? Don’t go too far! Ten Tables in Jamaica Plain is still within city limits, but skirts the crowd issue by having - you guessed it - only ten tables. Try the housemade chorizo with white beans and orange and forget about the race altogether.
[Photo: The Jimmy Fund]