The Time is Now for Boston

My wife is a New Englandologist, a Bostonophile, a Providentian, a New Hampshirist--a lover of all things New England. Baked Beans, Coffee Syrup, Cape Cod--these are some of her favorite things. In her mind there is New England and nothing else on the continent. She also likes turkey sandwiches with all the trimmings--the kind you have on the day after Thanksgiving and the day after that. That is, of course, if her baseball team is winning. The Red Sox are in trouble and she's resorted to making turkey sandwiches for dinner. If the Sox win tonight, we will be eating turkey sandwiches through the weekend. During the last World Series run, we ate turkey, cranberry sauce, stuffing and lettuce on whole wheat until the Sox beat the Yankees. My son is walking around in his Red Sox shirt--the one I was forced to buy him during our Cape Cod vacation--eating a turkey sandwich.