Emmet's is on lower Beacon Street, a stone's throw from the state house.
It all starts innocently enough.
Pat, Emerald, Elias, and Bob.
Pat and Emerald.
Bob and Ricky.
Pat, Emerald, Elias.
From the phone.
Goodnight, Emmet's - it was fun.
Good morning, Cambridge. Mt. Auburn Street, St. Paul's bell tower.
And, hello Hennessy's (a home base of sorts), and my favorite "break-fast" after Mass: Irish stew and a Harpoon.
Wynter, Arnie, Colin, Tommy.
Tommy and Mike
Rosanne, Tommy, Mike.