Bite of Boston

Even though Dad is visiting from his home 40 miles west of Boston, he always likes going to the Bite of Boston restaurant that is a few miles from our home in San Diego, more than 3,000 miles west of his home. It's okay, we enjoy the food, and he paid for our lunch. Scott and I got lobster rolls; Susan and Dad got Fenway Franks (Dad's with mustard and relish; Susan's with ketchup and onion). Dad also got clam chowder; I got Boston baked beans; Scott got a bag of Wise potato chips. As usual, all of the food was excellent.