Let’s be honest – Boston has never been known as a late-night city. But you can get pizza after midnight and burritos until 4 a.m. if you know where to look.
Let’s be honest – Boston has never been known as a late-night city. Last call remains at 2 a.m. – the same as when I was in college, which didn’t really matter because I had to catch the MBTA, which ceases service around 1 a.m. (This was the dark ages before ride-share services.) But that doesn’t mean we don’t know how to party – we just start early.
At 1 p.m., to be precise. That’s when the gates open at Boston Calling, the three-day Memorial Day weekend music festival that attracts more than 100,000 people to the city’s biggest party. This year, organizers tell me that a redesign of the main stage should alleviate the crowd-crunch that happened last year after Chappell Roan (I squeezed behind pop-up tents to escape the fray). This year, I’m looking forward to sets by Sheryl Crow, Remi Wolf, and Vampire Weekend – and the legendary food line-up includes Boston’s best, from Summer Shack and Flour Bakery to Dumpling Daughters and Moyzilla. Not to mention Dunks dishing out free samples of ice cream-flavored coffee drinks.
