Discouraged by Boston's sales tax hike? Never fear -- Italo's Bakery sure knows the value of a quarter.
Outside, it's just your average corner shop on a dilapidated stretch of Medford's Main Street. But inside, fresh-baked sugar-packed cookies await, all for twenty-five cents a piece. I'd tried the chocolate-sprinkle covered treats before, courtesy of Tina, who frequents Italo's enough to qualify for addiction support groups. But when she drove me and Jen on Sunday to size up the bakery mano a mano, it turned out my mano was bigger than my mouth was.
Two bite-size neapolitan cake cookies, two chocolate chip the size of my palm, one Portuguese sweet roll doused with a healthy (well, okay, let's say generous) dribble of icing, and two slices of square-shaped Sicilian pizza. The total? Four dollars. No wonder the Yelp crowd is licking their lips. Be warned, the pizza might be cold, but it was perfect for an outdoor picnic at the Citadel over in Somerville.Splendor in the Grass
On the green just beneath this respectable Revolutionary War edifice, the three of us spread out on picnic blankets, sated our sweet teeth, tossed around a Frisbee, and learned a smidgeon of American history.
Though the Citadel is a semi-important landmark, the T doesn't exactly shuttle us subway snobs out there. But if you're fortunate to have friends with cars, I highly recommend coming here, and not just for the smell of fresh grass or age-old battle-lust. Seeing the skyline of Boston, as well as Cambridge stretching out beneath you, is truly as sweet as the confectionery. Feel free to indulge.
Jen and I, navigating our journey back into town. You can almost make out the Fenway CITGO sign, off to the right. Like the North Star of Boston.
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