Rowe's Wharf

We celebrated, if that's the right word, the end of summer with a Friday Night trip to Rowe's Wharf. Expensive drinks and nibblies on the outdoor patio of the Boston Harbor Hotel. That's a billionaire's yacht trying to hide in the foreground and the airport in the background.

They make a great clam chowder at the BHH, but I can do a far better guacamole myself. (Some things are just meant to be simple.) Lovely evening though.