Durgin Park

The Boston Globe has had a contest to describe a uniquely Boston experience in 50 words. Two of my talented friends have had their submissions accepted. But mine, I think, sits on the cutting room floor ... possibly because of my un-PC reference to Indian pudding. Therefore, I have decided to reproduce this 58 year-old Boston memory here and the Globe be damned:

Very long ago a bunch of us Dartmouths road-tripped to Boston for Wheaton dates. But first we dined at Durgin Park ... with its surly waitresses and thick prime rib. Starving and poor, I could only afford the halibut, called "poor-man's lobster." I ended with Indian pudding. Delicious! Wheaton was diminished.

I just checked Durgin Park's menu on-line. It no longer offers Indian pudding.

Contest

How many times will Obummer refer to himself in his upcoming State of the Union address this week? (Guesses below 50 will be deemed ineligible.).

 Contestant closest to the actual number will get a carton of Trump campaign buttons that say, "I'm Very Rich" Decision of the judge (me) will be final.

Booby prize: Guess whether he will refer to guns or global warming more times and what the difference between the two will be.

Booby prize will be a gross of Hillary Clinton bumper stickers that say, "You Hope I Change"