The worst restaurant names in Boston
By adamg - 3/1/10 - 1:03 pm
MC Slim JB compiles a list - 27 and counting, including a place called Blunch.
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MC Slim JB compiles a list - 27 and counting, including a place called Blunch.
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If you're going to share that many letters with "scrotum"...
..how the guy managed to miss Scutra in Arlington is anyone's guess.
Don't forget Bloc 11
Everyone's favorite coffee shop with a Holocaust-related name.
Leave Blunch alone!
The owner is a really nice woman who runs the counter and her cook is a nice guy too.
All of the recipes are her own and she makes nearly everything on the menu fresh that day.
Blunch was my saving grace of having to work at Biosquare at BUMC with a guy who always wanted to eat in the cafeteria (for whatever godly unknown reason).
The name grows on you.
PS - Try the homemade chocolate chunk, M&M cookies with marshmallow on top.
I agree
Blunch is a great place for lunch, and the name has never dissuaded me from going there, that's for sure!
The combination of Blunch and
The combination of Blunch and "chunk" in this post just made me toss cookies, call Ralph and polish porcelain. No matter how nice the joint and proprietor are, a name change is in order.
WRONG
Blunch and Pu Pu Hot Pot are the best names. I am naming my first born child "Blunch". My second-born is in for a rough life as well.
Pu Pu'ing the idea
West Roxbury has a place that's just called Pu Pu.
My wife just can't resist
My wife just can't resist working Phu Ket into the conversation every time we go by.
Oh yeah? Well...
...Fugakyu!
Lord Hobo
Will always be Lord Dude to me
Actually, I like Blunch
As I said in the blog piece, and in my review of Blunch in The Phoenix a while back http://thephoenix.com/Boston/Food/59563-BLUNCH/ , I think it's a terrific place, just that its name is not its best quality.
If you read the piece, you'll see that I like a lot of the places whose names I slag: it's mainly an excuse to make a few cheap jokes.
Blog doesn't do reviews justice
I think you should link the names of the places that you've reviewed from your blog on their names.
Read your review for Blunch again...and then compare that to someone who might have only first seen your opinion on the place as "onomatopoeia for puking".
Doesn't seem quite fair to the restaurants even though I recognize you're *only* panning their names...
Good idea, Kaz!
Done.
No Name restaurant
Long ago before tour busses plied the streets, there was a really cheap but really good restaurant that served really fresh fish, no frills. Fish, fries, cole slaw. Bring your own beer or wine. Kind of like but better than the first Inman Square Legal Seafood.
It had no street address. You had to know where it was. Which was two wharfs down from Jimmy's Harborside and Anthony's Pier Four. No address. No name. No sign. Great food. Great prices. Great fun.
I'm guessing this was before you were a gleam in anyone's eye.
Thanks for the memories, gramps!
We twelve-year-old food critics love to hear the old stories. Can you tell us about the days when sauerkraut was called Victory Cabbage, and you wore an onion for a belt buckle, too?
You may be nonplussed to know that I can actually recall a time when No Name wasn't in every bad tourist guide. And I still think the fish chowder is pretty good. But don't let my little humor piece interrupt your reverie.
No Name
It is still there!!! I take my kids after soccer tournaments! It still doesn't have a name, but it still serves amazing quantities of fish foods for very reasonable prices.
Blunch
I love the service and sandwiches at Blunch. I just don't like the name. Bistro du Midi doesn't sit well with me either.
Stork Club
That's really scraping the bottom of the barrel for objecting to the use of a name. Let me give you a hint -- in the era, there were damn few places that didn't do that, anywhere. Might as well go down to Times Square and protest Lindy'sk, I kinda doubt they had a rainbow coalition going in for cheesecake in 1952, either.
*sigh* I guess some people just can't help being insufferable prigs.
Yep, there was a lot of restaurant racism in the old days....
But my blog piece is a bit of satire, not a polemic on political correctness. I'm talking about how restaurants make bad choices on something really important, mostly to comical effect. I suspect Stork Club's owners wanted to evoke old-timey Manhattan glamor and just didn't do their homework, or they'd have realized it's a less-than-fortunate choice for a place that hopes to attract a large African-American customer base. I'm not imputing malice on their part, just shaking my head a bit. I would take the point that maybe it doesn't belong with the rest because while the ineptitude of the choice is funny, the choice itself isn't really a laughing matter.