Unless they were tears of joy about Danny Trejo–issued tacos and eating octopus at 950 feet.
To that end, let’s just hop into the fake time machine down there and take a look back at the best of times we shared this year. It should refresh your memory in the best way. And get you excited for all the fun we’re going to have in 2017.
Now, to borrow a little line from the late, great Michael Jackson…
Do you remember the time?
You pinned down a pop-up on Melrose. The pairing of a veteran Patina chef with a Providence alum on sommelier duty at Kali resulted in foie gras flan and escargot toast points. And you were all over it before the critics noticed.
You realized shawarma tasted better with a good view. Also, a margarita, some African funk and a favorite Godard film. Yes, you gained an interesting new perspective on life and art and margaritas on Mama Shelter’s rooftop.
You took the whole gang bowling. You didn’t refer to them as “gang,” though. You just rolled strikes, ate wood-fired pizzas and drank cocktails inspired by Throw Momma from the Train while burlesque dancers shook on the catwalk at Highland Park Bowl. Wait, there’s no way you forgot that.
You were transported to the Sonoran Desert for mesquite asada. And you did this in a former garage in Frogtown, where Salazar’s tacos and draft margaritas became a bit of an obsession. A healthy obsession, though.
You pierced the stratosphere for suckling pig. You navigated a couple of elevators. Your ears popped. You ate suckling pig 950 feet above Downtown at 71Above. You eventually rejoined earth and told people about it.