The Godfrey Hotel and Boston Harbor Distillery
A few months back, the kid’s school had a fundraiser that I wanted to support but there was nuthin that really caught my attention.
Was running outta time, so I just bid on a buncha things to do in Boston in the next year.
Welp, I ended up winning that and, this past weekend, the Firecracker boarded the train at Penn Station to head there.
I had some unexpected things to contend with that morning, so she made us sammies for the trip.
Her: Hungry? We could eat the wraps I made.
Me: Great! Did you put some sriracha on mine?
Her: Yup.
Me: (three minutes later and coughing) How… how..much siracha did you put on?
Her: Too much?
Me: (between coughs) You’re trying to kill me!
She got us business class seats, so it was a pretty nice ride there.
All these years decades, I thought that the trains went north on the west side of Manhattan to get to the Bronx.
But it was only this day that I learned that the trains first go east into Long Island/Queens and then make a sharp left to head north.
The trip was fairly uneventful, and before we knew it, we were in a train station in Boston.
Me: Man, this town is just…empty.
Her: It’s amazing.
Me: Glorious, really.
When we arrived, we checked into our room at the Godfrey Hotel, which she picked out…
Her: This is one of the nicest hotels I’ve ever been to.
Me: Agreed – good choice!
…and, because I was starving, immediately stopped by a sushi joint for some cheap eats.

But we barely had time to finish everything before we had to head to the first of our planned activities – a tasting at the Boston Harbor Distillery.
When we arrived, we were checked in by the tour guide.
Her: There will be a LOT of spirits to sample so if you toss some, I won’t be offended.
She wasn’t kidding.
This was batch 1…
…this was batch 2…
…this was batch 3.
I think we ended up getting a half-a-shot of about 18 different spirits each.
As if that wasn’t enough, we got another drink for ourselves, which was actually mixed for us by the company owner, Rhonda Kallman, who was both a sweetheart and a legend.
The place was gorgeous, so we hung around for a bit…
…then grabbed an Uber back to our hotel where we had some drinks at the bar…
…before we took a little nighttime stroll around the city, where we ran into a party just outside the Boston Commons.
After a spell, we headed back to our room to rest up for the rest of our trip.
I’ll tell you more about it in our next entry.
Location: home
Mood: beat
Music: The last hurrah? Nah! I’d do it again (Spotify)
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