People whose first names read like their last. It doesn't get much more blue blood than Beacon Hill. There's a look to this bastion of bricks, that tends toward the pink and the green.
Headbands are much in evidence.
As are flat, sensible shoes. The last, in particular, make sense for anyone who has to climb these steep sidewalks on bricks slippery with rain or buckled by tree roots. The neighborhood has taken like a trust-funder to drink at the new 75 Chestnut , which looks a lot like our living room on Chestnut Street. Of course, there's Figs , but it's not really our kind of place, what with all that garlic. Let's try Torch .