Art gallery and sushi sushi sushi

27.08.2010

Today we are up early and we go to the second best breakfast spot in the city "My Diner", which is typical diner food but the sandwich is really good.

Then, we randomly decide to go to the Boston Museum of Fine Arts. Half of the museum is under construction until November, but it still costs $20 to get in. Poo on that.

The upside (for Owen) is that you can take any photos in the gallery that you like, except it has to be without flash. No big deal, flashes suck anyway.

That takes all day. Then Owen gets an email from work. Poo on that again, so we have to go back to fix the problem. But not before stopping to pick up ... BOSTON CREAM PIE.

Back at the hotel I take a nap until Owen is done putting out the flames. He forgot underwears so after he is done, we have to go buy some at the Marshall's down the street.

Then it is time for O Ya, which is the second best sushi in America. According to some list from the New York Times. I guess it is a day of second best things.

It is really awesome, aside from the very last course, which was some sort of sushi concoction with foie gras. I complained to the waiter as nicely as possible.

"How can we as a society continue to eat this horrendous form of sustenance?!"

Which apparently involved me using the word "puke" more than three times in my explanation. This is what witnesses at the restaurant will attest to, not me.

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