Hang around Boston long enough, and you will find the title "Boston Cream Pie" applied to everything from doughnuts to martinis, which has left the Babe a little fuzzy on what exactly a Boston Cream Pie is. Luckily, the birthplace of the BCP (yes, it even has its own acronym) is just a few steps from the Commons. The Omni Parker Hotel has been around long enough that First Lady Roosevelt asked to have their famous buttery roll recipe for the White House, and Charles Dickens spent two years living there. Curious what Dickens drank while ensconced at the Parker House? Look no further than the menu at the Last Hurrah, the hotel's whiskey bar. The "Dickens' Punch" is a gin punch that is reputed to have been Dickens' regular libation. It is even said that this is the place where Dickens gave the first reading of A Christmas Carol. And as I walked by the Granary Burying Ground across from the hotel, swirling in fat flakes of snow, I wondered if this wasn't the sort of scenery that gave Dickens the tone for Ebeneezer Scrooge in the bitter midwinter.
In my opinion, knowing the history of the Parker House is the key to enjoying it. The wood-paneled lobby, while not overly glitzy, still has the echoes of grandeur that drew JFK to have his bachelor party here.
All of the warm attention and fanfare left me wondering, just what in the world would the BCP look like? A BCP is normally a full-size cake consisting of yellow cake, pastry cream, and chocolate ganache on top, with some almonds patted around the edges. But all told, it's certainly not a neat affair to cut. The Parker House has gotten around this by making individual BCPs, presented with creme anglaise, more chocolate sauce, whipped cream, and a strawberry.
With a pot of tea, I can think of few nicer ways to spend a cold, snowy afternoon in Boston. This may well be the cake that Longfellow, Dickens, Eleanor Roosevelt, and JFK ordered. If you ask me how the Parker House BCP stacks up on taste, I will say that this is a recipe concocted in 1856, and as such, it has a quiet presence that doesn't have the razzle dazzle of vanilla extract or liquor-soaked this-n-that. You will find a soft cake, a satisfying pastry cream, and a very chocolatey ganache. There is no mistaking this flavor combination as anything other than a Boston Creme Pie. If you're curious how they make it, the Parker House has been gracious enough to post the recipe on their website.
On a last note, I will say that Boston will never lack for places to sight-see and appreciate. But when the weather is bad (and it often is), the question of how to enjoy Boston becomes a little trickier. So, on days when the Commons look like this:
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