My neighbor Rosemary and I went out for our Thanksgiving meal to a little French restaurant in Harvard Square called Sandrines. We had the Prix Fixe, which was a good deal. Our waiter had moved to from Paris to Arizona, where they opened a restaurant. But after 9/11, there was such a bad feeling towards anything French that they moved east.
So Hooray east! Rosemary had a nice cuppa wine (not pictured).
I had a sidecar (not pictured).
The turkey and fixins' were nicely presented.
And the lemon and pumpkin tarts were pretty enough to eat.
The good food reminded Rosemary that she must go back to Paris.
Sandrines is a bit too expensive for everyday eating out.