The hardworking staff, which has lived a block away from the Brookline Spa for 25 years, remembers when it resembled a front for, we don’t know, maybe a bookie joint – there was some stale bread, a few canned goods, not much else.
It looked like this:
Then last fall it shut down for renovations.
Six months later the Spa is back. And better than ever (which wasn’t all that hard – but why get technical about it).
New menu here. Facebook page here. Twitter feed here.
The hardmunching staff looks forward to eating there soon.
Like this weekend.
The “Medford Spa” I grew up with turned into a lottery store decades ago. No more lime rickeys.
Rack and ruin, Mick.
MAYBE a bookie joint? Oh come now.
That’s the language the Campaign Outsider general counsel advised me to use.