Our time on the Cape came to an end all too soon and we headed back to Hyde Park. When we arrived, a message on the answering machine called John to work a flight to Amsterdam. He wasn’t too pleased but he accepted it and left the next morning.
That night we went to a restaurant in an area Ed explained was being renovated by the gay community. The pattern seemed to be that gay men moved into a rundown area, remodeled it and raised the value of the area. Then the yuppies moved in, paying top dollar, and the gay reconstruction machine moved on. No wonder Boston was so gay-friendly.
“This is going to be fun,” Mike chuckled. “This place is run by two gay guys. It’s a hole in the wall but has a great menu. For some reason it attracts an interesting group of people. Straights come to see us.”
