We don't have much of a bike-food delivery culture in Boston- I guess because it's not quite dense enough. I know that Bertucci's and Upper Crust both have specialized pizza delivery bikes, and I think that Redbones does some local bike delivery, but I haven't heard about much else in that vein. It surprises me a bit that there aren't bike deliveries of Chinese food to the Financial district- Chinatown is close, but far enough that it's a bit of a long walk, and there aren't really any good asian restaurants in the FD. For that matter the North end is close too, but too far to walk on a regular basis, but there could be a lot of business in delivering sandwiches.
Anyway, I was craving Chinese food, so I organized my own bicycle transport. The ride there is a lot more pleasant now that they've striped bike lanes on the Greenway's surface roads. I actually mostly get Vietnamese takeout from Chinatown (yeah I know). But this time I tried a Chinese place, and I think it may be a winner. Will have to do more "research"
I parked next to this fantastically decrepit Hudson, which I had to take pictures of, because I think my Dad had one of these back in the day. The owner and what I'd guess were his grown sons were taking photos of each other with the car and a restaurant in the background. I volunteered to take a photo of all of them together. It seemed like a family tradition or get together to drive into Chinatown and eat together. I should have asked them, but after looking online I think this might be a Hudson Hornet- anyone out there know for sure?
groovy steering wheel |
fantastic patina |
Although for gas milage reasons it's probably a good thing, they really don't "make them like they used to." it would be nice to have more detail and character on modern cars to get the best of both worlds.
Cool!
ReplyDeleteMy dad paid $85 for a 1946 Hudson Super Six coupe (about the same vintage as this car) when my oldest brother turned 16. The plan was to have all five of his sons drive it. It was passed down to me, Son No. 4. Unforunately, I put it in a ditch one icy November morning on my way to school. Nobody was hurt, but my dad never let me forget. "You drive like hell!" he reminded me often. As soon as I went to college, I became a dedicated cyclist. Unfortunately, I still drive like hell.
Both Boloco and Bertuccis have cargo trikes that are out and about during the week in the Financial District. It's pretty cool! I also see lots of delivery people pushing carts of catered food for delivery to offices.
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