Being the greatest wife ever, Lorri circled the last of the Hawthorne’s Swizzle Sundays as a MUST-GO for us, even though crushed/pebble ice drinks and tiki drinks are solidly in MY half of our drinking Venn diagram and solidly NOT in any of the overlapping area between us. It didn’t hurt that Sean Frederick (familiarContinue reading “The Hawthorne : Still the Finest Bar in Boston Proper? [The Regulars]”