Seem tourists from far away are having trouble with the concept of Boston, at least based on incidents at Democracy Brewing downtown and Table Mercato in the North End.
Some out of stater visited Democracy Brewing on Temple Place and was so put out about how they asked him put on a mask he went away in a huff and then, as one does, wrote a negative review on Google:
The second we stepped through the door we were greeted with "masks please". They have a beer named after the famous American rabble-rouser Ebenezer Mackintosh but they cower at the feet of an un-American mask mandate, to afraid to stand for freedom. I refuse to let a tyrant force unneeded compliance. I think a past Boston resident said it best:
“If ye love wealth better than liberty, the tranquility of servitude better than the animating contest of freedom, go home from us in peace. We ask not your counsels or arms. Crouch down and lick the hands which feed you.
Based on his other reviews, dude lives in some Tennessee burg on the Kentucky line, so perhaps he's not familiar with the rules north of the Mason-Dixon line that are aimed at letting the locals enjoy freedom without getting infected by some unvaccinated out-of-towner, but the pub tries to educate him:
In accordance with the city of Boston mandate, all guests are required to wear a face mask unless actively eating and drinking. We stand by our staff who kindly asked you at the door to follow this mandate in order for us to continue to operate business during the global pandemic. If you'd like to dine with us (or any restaurant in the city of Boston) without a mask, you are welcome to enjoy our outdoor seating or we are happy to help you order take out.
Meanwhile, at Table Boston on Hanover Street, owner Jen Royle had to deal with a family unfamiliar with the idea that sometimes it gets cold in Boston in October:
Worst encounter in the history of our restaurant. Family from Texas [Ed note: Royle later updated they were from Illinois]… Woman pissed she booked an outdoor table, abusive to my server. Upset she wasn’t given a blanket. Started videotaping me. Her husband got in my face! Another diner stepped in. Says she’s posting. Can’t wait.
I called her a fucking bitch and told her and her family to leave or I’ll have the fire department across the street physically remove them.
I did not open a restaurant to have my staff treated like dog shit. I have enough of that at home.
Oh, really, the fire department? Really, she replies:
Seriously. Those guys always say to me… If you need anything, you come get us. If anybody’s bothering you, you come get us. If you have anybody you need to kick out of your restaurant, You come get us.
Those are our boys!
Because of the interaction, she's shut her outdoor table service until the spring.