I’ve held this one close to my chest because I’m always afraid of overexposing a good thing when I find it, but with my four readers I don’t anticipate this causing too much of a jam. The Hawthorne Bar, at the bottom of the Hotel Commonwealth, is one of my favorite bars in Boston, and on a recent stop-in I found out that they also serve some of the best deviled eggs too. They are surely splendiferous to look at, and their flavor matches their beauty.
The cocktails are an Eastside (we’re moving on up) and something with chartreuse and aperol in it. Though the latter fought a bit too much with itself, I appreciate the experimentation. No risk, no glory.
