The day I arrive at Trade, Jody Adams' new place on the
fringe of the financial district, the tents of Occupy Boston across the street
are in the process of being dismantled. The irony that I would be gabbing about
wall panels and the culinary creative process while my colleagues fought tooth
and nail to cover every moment of the movement, did not escape me.
But, here's the thing: the menu, the décor, even the air in
this restaurant is electrified with a pure love for food-blazing green arugula,
ruby pearls of pomegranate seeds, smoky wedges of burnt orange-that grabs you
right by the wrist and begs you to come inside.