Cast in dim, incandescent light creeping out of the dining room’s decorative lanterns, Kasbah Restaurant's cushy seats surround tables filled with slow-simmered tagines, fluffy couscous, and tapas plates selected from a menu of Moroccan fare. The chicken tangiers’ apricot-kissed sherry sauce helps it maintain its status as the restaurant’s best seller, but the house specialty is the fried calamari, which arrives dotted with cherry peppers and doused in a secret sauce whose recipe is only known by the kitchen’s chef and the mayor of Casablanca. An expansive drink list showcases the eatery's carefully crafted martinis and homemade sangria, and weekly events invite belly dancers to shimmy to the sounds of a live Middle Eastern band.
Devoted exclusively to performing and recording new orchestral music, the Boston Modern Orchestra Project aims to rebuild the aural bridge between audiences and composers with passionate concert experiences. On January 27, BMOP showcases the works of five different composers, amassing a talented quintet of revered, modern-day soloists to mesmerize ears with incongruous sounds. The world premier of Eric Chasalow's horn concerto bares the brassy measures of French hornist Bruno Schneider, and Air: Concerto for Theremin uncannily mimics human voices with an electronic instrument that refuses to pause for breaths or answer text messages in between verses.
Yes, you can hear the cheers of Red Sox fan's during a home game at Jerry Remy's Sports Bar & Grill at Fenway. And the park's right field wall is easily viewed from a spacious rooftop deck. But the interior is what really reminds you that you're dining at the brainchild of the Sox's beloved announcer and former second baseman. Katharine Q. Seelye of The New York Times said in a 2010 article, "The most striking feature inside the restaurant is the view—on television. Two outsize high-definition televisions, measuring 11 feet long and costing $225,000 each, hang above the bar." The "screen monsters" make you wonder if you've stumbled onto the floor of the New York Stock Exchange or a spaceship control-deck manned by extraterrestrial sports fans. If you can't find a seat near the bar, there are 30 60-inch high-def televisions scattered throughout the pub.
Jerry Remy's generously portioned menu has caught as much attention as its collection of huge TVs. Robert Nadeau of the Boston Phoenix said, "Most of the scoring on this menu comes out of a Texas-style barbecue smoker," citing the authentic taste of the beef brisket and the juiciness of the smoked half-chicken. Bella English of the Boston Globe agreed that the large smoker located in the parking lot makes “succulent brisket, ribs, and chicken,” and reported that the huge desserts "must be seen to be believed."
Within the bustling Faneuil Hall, Mija Cantina & Tequila Bar’s old-style décor transports diners to Mexico, while authentically crafted enchiladas and burritos complement more than 100 kinds of tequila. Since its opening, which caught the attention of the Boston Herald, Mija Cantina has delighted tongues with fresh guacamole and queso fresco. Diners hoist sails above their tables and grip knives betwixt their teeth before casting off with red snapper, lobster, and swordfish, or stay on solid ground with grilled steak and seared chicken breast. A selection of sides rounds out meals with additions ranging from the spicy lime mayo of corn on the cob to a simmering portion of pinto beans, bacon, and chorizo, whose protein boosts muscles after an evening workout or before a late-night battle royale.
Mija Cantina's décor, highlighted by NECN’s TV Diner and Thrillist, incorporates sun-bleached wood reclaimed from a Wyoming highway, iron candelabras, and leather booths to recreate the feel of a cantina from the past. Vaqueros celebrate romantic anniversaries of the day they married their six-shooters in the glow of lanterns or in the fresh breeze of outdoor seating as they quaff tequila made with 100% blue agave.:m]]
Growing up across the street from the historical North End building where Villa Francesca now stands, Guglielmo Ranauro never guessed that he'd open a restaurant in 1976 and name it after his beloved mother. Ranauro was inspired by her traditional cooking and wanted to create a place where other people could get an authentic taste of Italy.
Today, Ranauro has handed over the family legacy to longtime manager and prot?g? Tomas Salmeron. Salmeron and his culinary team continue to follow those classic recipes, turning fresh-caught fruits of the sea into a daily seafood prix fixe menu. Furthermore, they transform chicken, lamb, steak, and veal into dishes you might find while strolling through a Tuscan piazza or steering a one-person submarine down a Venetian canal. The eatery?s extensive wine list, which includes 140 Italian and international varieties, earned a 2012 Award of Excellence from Wine Spectator. Even the ambiance points diners in the direction of Italy: tin ceilings and stained-glass accents add Old-World nostalgia, and the exposed-brick walls are anchored by Romanesque archways and paintings of bustling village scenes.
As you sit down on one of the The Red Hat's green vinyl barstools and lift a mug of lager to your lips, you might be replicating the movements of a patron from more than 100 years ago. Except that he or she would have snuck a nervous glance at the back door between every sip. The historic establishment survived the Prohibition era in Scollay Square—an area known for its bawdy vaudeville theater and risqué entertainment—by functioning as a reputable restaurant by day and a speakeasy by night.
Though the taps now flow freely in the daylight, some things at The Red Hat haven't changed. The menu still provides sailors, dockworkers, and local shoppers with hearty, comforting dishes of wings, fried fish, and other pub snacks. As Mike Dunphy of Beacon Hill Patch put it, "The Red Hat is a rare reminder of Boston's yesteryear, bringing an earthy spice to the more refined palate of Beacon Hill—an unpretentious watering hole to gain some courage for the climb." The exposed brick, wood-paneled walls, and old-timey memorabilia also give the space a turn-of-the-century feel. So do the nostalgic street-scene murals depicting the days when Saturns were Studebakers and people walked their Electrolux vacuums instead of pet dogs.