It
is no wonder I love shooting in the North End of Boston so much; shop
windows filled with Sopressata, Cacciatore, and Salame; ricotta cheese stuffed
cannolis at Mike’s Pastry; waiters named Vinny and Manny setting tables for the
Saturday night dinner crowd, and Boston cops hanging out on street corners.
These are all sights I’ve come to appreciate and, in some ways, even expect
when I visit the North End.
Sometimes,
however, the best moments in life come when the unexpected happens. They are like
scenes out of a Spielberg movie, ones that only an experienced movie director could
re-create. What I couldn’t anticipate while strolling along Hanover Street that
lazy summer afternoon was catching a glimpse of a delivery truck stuck in an
alleyway out the corner of my eye. The drivers clearly thought they could
continue through the narrow space, but a lamp post and a street that looked
about 10 times too small for the large white box truck were obstacles that proved
too big for even the most experienced truck driver.
If
the delivery truck stuck in alley photo
opp weren’t enough, an elderly Italian woman hunched over her cane approached the scene just as I did. With determined curiosity, she shuffled down the street in her house slippers and poked her head around the corner. When she saw the
truck, her eyes widened. Mama Mia! Mama
Mia!, she repeated. She gestured to me for some confirmation.
I raised my hands in disbelief and repeated back to her wide-eyed, Mama Mia!
Along
with my quintessential nonna italiana, a couple of true blue Boston Cops showed
up to assess the situation. Behind the scenes, a sullen truck driver sat on the
curb awaiting the verdict. (He told me later he was worried he was going to get
fired when he got back to dispatch).
The
entire scene was Boston at its finest. One tough Italian grandmother, a few tough
Boston cops, and two not-so-tough delivery truck drivers.
I went to the North End expecting one thing and left with something quite different; something quite wonderfully different.
I went to the North End expecting one thing and left with something quite different; something quite wonderfully different.
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