I was reading where Back Door Donuts, a night-loving institution on Martha's Vineyard for over 70 years through different owners and brand names, is coming to Boston on March It will be selling the freshest nocturnal donuts as a new pop-up at Loretta's Last Call on Lansdowne Street between 7 p. Going over some memories to the early summer of , I see myself sloshing and splattering intoxicants at the Blue Anchor Pub on Main Street in Hyannis. Imagine yourself a year-old barkeep who hadn't sewn all the oats yet, working in a hyperactive and boisterous saloon with hellraisers three and four deep.
I'm willing to wager that the wonderful Arvanites family regretted hiring "that nice Greek boy. It was non-stop pandemonium from one of the busiest spots on Main Street, generating some of the best memories ever. At closing time, many of us high-spirited employees would be hungry, but there wasn't anything like Back Door Donuts around there, however, there was the famous breakfast place where the Egg and I is presently, who's name escapes me, that had a line to get eggs benedict at 3 a.
How many years do the statutes of limitations last? The poor people who worked at another late-night spot, whose sign had a different color for each of the letters in The Pancake Man, would give our horde the death stare when they saw us come in.
I have to admit, we weren't the best behaved customers. I suppose the only reason they didn't bar us from coming in was we tipped really well. There I am with my peers, in the middle of the night, after working a really busy shift, trying to wind down and relax at the late-night roadhouse — my feet hurting and overly tired but my mind not wanting to shut off. Sound familiar? I'd be remiss if I didn't apologize to my elderly landlord for waking her every time I'd stumble in just before sunrise.
I can still hear her from behind the door, grumbling something in Portuguese with a swear word inserted perfectly. Reviving those thoughts, I'm not bummed out because those light-hearted, reckless days are gone. Rather, I'm like a dog with two tails just because it all happened. Phil Paleologos Published: March 7, Share on Facebook Share on Twitter. I used to love late, late-night eateries. Get our free mobile app.
