By: Michael Cob It is often said that you either love Boston or New York, but never both. This is not the case for me, however, especially considering to the two cities’ gay scenes. It is important to note that I am a New Yorker at heart, and my praise for Boston is offered sparingly.
Instead of lugging our MacBooks to a grassy knoll on campus, bring a basket of ambrosial snacks to a park and spread out. That’s right: ‘tis the season for picnics!
You might not be able to guess it from the enthusiasm of the bros knocking back Natty Light at frat parties, but there are lots of beers out there that go above and beyond the yellow fizzy water we’ve all become accustomed to. In fact, beer enthusiasts actually prefer it to wine. But in order
A funny thing happened while I was studying abroad: I turned 21. I returned to Tufts gung-ho about exploring a new nocturnal world suddenly available to me. But where to begin? I had so many questions. What is this fabled “Kong?” How expensive are cocktails in this city, and where can I meet a sexy Harvard econ major that will pay for said cocktails?. With these questions in mind, I embarked upon an investigation of Boston’s 21-and-over nightlife scene.