Figs on Charles Street, Boston
Not much has changed. But everything has changed.
On a warm October day in Boston, Elena and I decided to visit one of our old haunts from the ’90s, when we were young, wild, and free. Okay, not quite wild, but… without kids. Figs, located on Charles Street, the most quintessential Bostonesque street in all of Boston, is a gem for so many reasons. Besides the seasonal outdoor seating that provides great people-watching, the restaurant has a tavernlike atmosphere. The interior is warm and cozy, and the aroma of pizza cooking in the oven ignites your appetite at the speed of light.
We shared the Warm Bacon and Spinach Salad, which was plated with over-sized leaves of crisp bright green spinach and generous chunks of salty, mouth-watering bacon. The basket of focaccia that we spied at another patron’s table finally made its way to ours. This was possibly the best focaccia we had ever tried, and made us question why we ever gave the Keto Diet four months’ worth of effort.
Finally, the oblong shaped pizza we had ordered arrived. We shared a half Bianco/half Crispy Calamari Pizza which was probably perfect for 4-6 people, not the two of us, who had just overfilled on bread, salad, and lots more bread. The crust was crispy and slightly charred, and the arugula scattered throughout was fresh with a peppery bite. The calamari with spicy aioli and fresh tomatoes added enough flavor that not much else was needed, except for the dash of olive oil drizzled throughout.
It was great to revisit a place we used to frequent back in the day. It reminded us of who we were and who we are today. Not much has changed. But everything has changed.