One of my favorite parts of Boston is the North End. It has the distinction of being the city’s oldest residential community, where people have continuously inhabited since it was settled in the 1630s. Though small, only 0.36 square miles (0.93 km2), the neighborhood has nearly one hundred establishments and a variety of tourist attractions. It is known for its fine Italian restaurants.
I’ve been to several different Italian restaurants in the neighborhood and I’ve enjoyed everyone one of them. The only thing I like more than good Italian food are great Italian desserts. My sister and I had dinner in the North End during my most recent visit and when I suggested ordering dessert at the restaurant, she balked at me. I thought maybe she was full from the heaping plate of pasta but actually, she really wanted to show me Mike’s Pastry. After living in New York and visiting Little Italy a few too many times, I’ve become jaded about these type of places. The ones you hear so much about but then they never really live up to the hype.
We walked in and there was no real sort of organization. People just wandered up to the counter after they reviewed the countless types of cannolis and walked away with a little box wrapped in string. When it was our turn to wade through the crowd, I saw an espresso cannoli calling my name. We paid and left with our own little box to be eaten back in bed at the hotel.
I apologize for the hideous photo quality because the picture does not do this dessert justice. First of all, the cannoli was huge, it was bigger than my hand. But I managed to eat the entire thing and still wanted more! It was delicious. A perfect end to an evening in the North End.