Words cannot do this place justice!!! we were wrapping up a fast paced multi-state tour of new england. Massachusetts, Rhode Island, New Hampshire, and Maine. Fresh Maine Lobstah and same day clams were highlights...UNTIL WE STOPPED AT BOVA'S. We were wrapping up a great tour of boston on one of those open air bus tours you can find in many cities and the Driver asked if anyone had any questions. no-one responded and everyone talked amongst them selves and the low hum grew to a din, then everyone got a little loud and I shouted from the back of the bus..."where's the best CANNOLI in Boston?". You could have heard a mouse trip over the pin you just heard drop. the driver took a deep breath and said.."there are a few typical answers...but the truth..and anyone that tells you different is wrong....is BOVA's!" We got of the bus, got in the car and drove down the narrowest streets that made alleys look huge and illegally parked across the intersection. It was dark as the sun had fallen behind the buildings. The light from the door propped open was a beacon. It drew me in like a port in a diabetic storm. (I'm not diabetic, but If I lived near BOVA'S I WOULD BE.) I walked in and the cases full of cannolis and desserts and fresh breads and italian meats reminded me of when I lived on THE HILL in St. Louis. The women talking to each other from behind the cases were helpful and patient, like a mother who offered you a tray full of treats and told you you could have one.....except there was no limit. 7 selections and 35 dollars later you could not wipe the grin off my face. The oreo cannoli was my favorite with the nutella not far behind. the experience was great and the food was OH WOW. Bova's is the deciding factor that will send me back to Boston. Bova's will be my first stop...and probably my last as well.