Post #484314 by dsk5550 on Sun, Sep 20, 2009 9:19 AM

One of my fondest childhood memories is of going to Bob Lee's back in 1966, before going to see the movie "Grand Prix" at the Cinerama Theatre.
My best friend's parents drove us into Boston, from the suburbs, and Bob's was the first stop.
I had never seen anything like it! My eyes popped out of my head, from the minute we walked up to the front of the building, till we left.
As I remember it, there were many many plants throughout the rooms, and each table made you feel as if it were plopped down in the middle of the jungle, and you were in your own little spot. I remember dugout canoes hanging from the ceiling, and nothing looked fake, or contrived. It all seemed as though it had been there, for ages.
After I had grown, I went searching for The Islander, only to find it was gone, and I was profoundly saddened to learn I would never eat there, again.
It was quite a place, and the pictures just do it no real justice. To walk through the place was truly an out-of-Boston experience! You were instantly transported to another place.
I can't think of another restaurant that's done that, to me! It was my first experience with Polynesian food, too, and as I remember, it was quite delicious!
That was one night I will never forget!