Patio Season Lingers

One drink that I wish I could order somewhere is the hot ale flip (aka colonial flip), a concoction of ale, rum, eggs, molasses, and sugar, stirred with a red-hot fireplace poker. Of course, warm (and maybe flat) beer is not the most popular base for a drink, and that method of warming is probably not the most practical for modern times. But you'd think this would be a thing you'd be able to find in Boston in the fall, of all places and times. This fall in particular, when the enthusiasm for outdoor dining in relatively chilly weather is at an unusual high. (Though the height of that was probably last spring or the previous fall.)

Anyways, that was one thing that was wandering through my mind while I took a walk this evening.

I stopped by Wild Child in Bow Market, a dimly-lit bookstore and wine bar. Interesting place, though much of the lighting is provided by some candelabras amidst the stacks on the main table, and with my pyrophobia I find the idea of lighting a bookstore with uncovered candles vaguely terrifying.

A few of the more shoulder-to-shoulder bars in the neighborhood are requiring proof of vaccination. But a lot of places are pretty packed. Hold a seat for me, for sometime.