I grew up nearby and left 20 years ago to move to Michigan. Since then, I'd been regaling my wife with tales of what's called "candlepin bowling." She, being a born-and-bred Michigan girl, is a 10-pin monster, so the very concept of candlepin just flummoxed her.
In May of 2011, we spent a week-long vacation in the Boston area. This was, of course, not our first trip to Boston, but it was to be the longest amount of time we'd spend there in a while, considering the string of weekend jaunts we'd take to come back "home." Since we had more time to spend this time around, I wanted to find a candlepin alley, and I found Flatbread.
The wait for a table was not too bad for a weekend evening (though the wait for a bowling lane was interminable; more on that below). I wandered over to the bar and ordered a couple of beers (all local micros and craft).
We were seated in due course, and our server was quite fantastic. Despite the frenetic pace and flow of customers, ranging from local college kids to families with young children, she and the other servers seemed to be on the top of their game.
The food is exquisite. The pizzas are freshly made and as critical as we are about where our food comes from and how it's made, we paid close attention to the open kitchen. Excellent ingredients and simple yet effective preparation. All proportions in balance, with no excesses in any one ingredient (in other words, they didn't Pizza-Hut this to death by dousing it with a metric crap-ton of processed cheese-food).
The wait for a bowling lane was, however, a bit of a drag. With it being a weekend evening, the 6 or so available lanes were all full with large parties -- families or the aforementioned local college kids. The hostess estimated 2 hours, but the wait ended up closer to 3 and a half.
Luckily, about an hour after dinner, two seats opened up at the bar so we could at least have a seat and wait, with more locally brewed beers flowing! I suppose we COULD have stayed at our table to drink, but that would have unfairly taken away a table from more customers who would've liked to eat (and, I'm sure, additional tip opportunity for our server). So we didn't want to be "those" jerks.
When a lane opened up, I got the call from the hostess on my cellphone, and we took our spot. Unfortunately, the server taking care of the lanes was not quite on top of the game as the servers on the main dining floor, because she kept getting pulled aside and distracted by the bigger parties at the lanes. Being only two of us, my wife and I had a difficult time flagging her down for a few more beers.
But nonetheless, my wife got her first taste of candlepin bowling....and it was a complete paradigm shift for her. I shook some of my 20+ year rust off and got some decent scores in the three games we played. Scoring was a little hit or miss because I was more accustomed to the automated systems even 20 years ago, so hand-scoring was tough.
The lanes here at Flatbread looked like they would have been outdated back when I lived in nearby Arlington, but in a way, that nostalgia actually fits into the ambiance and decor of the entire facility, a collision of old-time sensibilities and modern trends.
All in all, a fantastic dinner and a marvelous entertainment experience. Just carve out several hours and be prepared to wait, and it'll be just fine. If you're in a hurry for anything, I'd suggest a quick sandwich in town and maybe a movie instead. read more