Just Boil It!

Ok, so in the midst of worldwide catastrophes, Boston finally hit it's own mark, though not to the extreme extent of oil spills and volcanic ash. Some might consider otherwise however, especially those who ran out to the nearest convenient store and purchased entire racks of bottled water Saturday afternoon. A main water line had cracked, and now most of Boston's drinking water has flooded the banks of Weston, a small town outside of Boston.

You'd think it was end of the world, people looking to stock up for their fallout shelters! After our governor had declared a city-wide boil order, people started going nuts. Loaded cars, with cases of bottled water, Whole Foods fights between suburban moms in velour sweatsuits, and hand-written scribbled sharpies saying, "sold out of water".

So what do we do? Just boil it.

Seriously, just boil it people! I mean yeah, an extra minute of boiling the water just to make sure the bacteria is gone, is not going to kill you. I'm so glad I was brought up going on camping trips and taking baths in rivers and lakes, and boiling water for dirty dishes and such...

It's actually kind of fun. George and I have got a system. Boil, cool, put in a pitcher in the fridge, and drink. Voila! Perfectly delicious. And, I do think it's funny that we are getting the water from the very lake we ran around on Sunday. Ah, life.

So enough about the water crisis here in Boston! Let me show you pictures from right before the water freakout!We had a perfectly great morning, making eggs, toast, avocado, and BACON! Orange juice to finish it off as well. Then we headed out to Lewis Wharf for a bit of gentleman's sailing! This was our 3rd trip of free sailing, which happens every spring. This day was glorious, maybe a little too glorious for only May in Boston. But, it was 80 degrees and a bit humid...but when that salty wind breezed past you on the sailboat, it was indeed glorious!

So we sailed, spoke of vacationing in the Hamptons and the Cape, and drank a lot of free wine in the lounge. Haha, ok the wine was boxed and the lounge was actually a barge, but whatever! We had a great time. I wore my best nautical outfit and hit the high seas!

Afterward, we hit up the North End (Little Italy of Boston) and ordered a big fat Italian sub. You walk into this little shop, I believe it's called "Mercato del Mar", and you pick out your baguette. You then hand your baguette to the deli person behind the counter and say, "everything please!"

You end up with one of the best subs you've had in your life, and it's huge!

We ate on the greenway, as we rested in the sun. At this point, a little drunk off boxed wine and full of delicious Italian-ness, we find out about the water situation. Suddenly we're all thirsty as hell! And, with a good right to be, since we were probably all very dehydrated from the wine and the sunshine.

After that, we were home bound, getting ready to heat up the stove. It was a pretty intense weekend, but just what I would've wanted on a summer-like spring day. :)