True Grits

Posted By Toby Bloomberg on Aug 29, 2014

Growing up in Boston, where each turn on the cobblestone streets led to a new food surprise was something I took for granted. My dad was the adventurous eater in our family and his love of trying new foods was passed along to me. We explored the mysteries of Boston’s Chinatown. We walked the streets of the North End eating thin sliced gooey cheese pizza served on pieces of waxed paper … without a fork or knife! I didn’t know...