We just returned from a birthday celebration weekend in Boston. It was a surprise party for David’s birthday that had been in the works since July. He knew about the Red Sox game on Friday and The Replacements show on Sunday. What he didn’t expect was the party on Saturday night at Mei Mei with friends he hasn’t seen in over a decade from his old neighborhood growing up all the way up to graduate school days.
Dinner from Mei Mei was supposed to be dropped off at the Harbor for a surprise boat trip out to the Islands at sunset. Dark clouds stretched overhead. Lightning flashed. Tornado talk ensued. The boat trip was cancelled. We reserved early seating at the restaurant and vowed to brave the seas another day.
Mei Mei started out as a food truck in Boston in April 2012 serving creative Chinese-American street food with local and seasonal ingredients. They opened up their brick-and-mortar spot a year later.
Every bite was top notch from the magical kale salad tossed in a rice wine vinaigrette served with garlic panko breadcrumbs and a side of feta; Veggie Farmer’s Market Fried Rice featuring sweet corn, beets, carrots, green onions, and rice; Scallion Pancake Flatbread Sandwiches with garlic bean hummus, seared summer squash ribbons and crispy shallots; Sweet Corn Fritters with Sriracha aioli; and Ground Pork Dumplings with pork, cabbage, herbs, and spices. Fruit salad with whipped cream and miso caramel cookie crumble along with chocolate cake were served for dessert.
We finished the leftovers last night, so it’s back to the kitchen today.
On Monday afternoon, we drove to the southern tip of Plum Island and tried to keep fistfuls of sand out of Cody’s mouth while simultaneously following Luke out to the tide pools to search for hermit crabs. Thickets of wild beach plum, bayberry, honeysuckle, and beach grass line the dunes. So long summer.