I just found out today that they are closing the Littlest Bar in Boston. Some stupid businesman is putting up condos! I say lets put together a petition to save the Littlest bar! If no one out there knows about the Littlest, its a tiny pub in Downtown Crossing that holds about 40 people-squeezing in.
It was the first bar I got into in Boston. I was with Colleen, sister Court and her then boyfriend Scott. We met some Irish guy named Rufus who saw that we were drinking Rolling Rock and exclaimed, "why the hell are u drinking that piss? they shoud call it hurling rock!" Brilliant!
One time my friends from NYC came into town and my friend Erica called me at my apt to let me know that she was at the Littlest. I missed her call--Erica is 100 % Portugese in an Irish bar--I called the Littlest--told the bartender to scream Erica's name. "Erica, Kate's on the phone! (insert Irish accent) She was mortified! She said "how the hell ldid u find me? " and i replied, "there's like 5 people in there!" Its easy!
My fave memories are being in the Littlest bathroom and the payphone ringing..meeting up w/bri & charlotte after time apart, boozing w/the locals with my nyc friends, receiving a warm welcome from teh irish gents and my friend John the bartender after returning home from California!
If anyone out there has similar experiences..or would like to "Save the Littlest" get in touch with me--it's too special to give up that easily!