The Sevens Ale House — Restaurant in Boston

The Sevens is one of the best pubs in Boston, Massachusetts, and on planet Earth! And this is NOT an understatement. The beer and wine offerings are great and the food is wholesome, fresh, and satisfying. And the staff are without question, out of this world! Local rumor has it that The Sevens first opened its doors in 1933. But even while it was named The Colonial Café for many indeterminate years, it was affectionately referred to as The Sevens by the locals due to its location at 77 Charles Street in the heart of Beacon Hill, a neighborhood known for its wealth, famous residents, Federal-style row houses, red brick, and gas-lit street lanterns.

The old pub sits at the foot of the old Hill where, just on the other side, Charles Street met the salt marshes of the old Massachusetts Bay before it was filled in with dirt from the top of BeaconHill. Since The Sevens opened, not much has changed except for its name and the occasional additions to its walls and taps. When you walk in the door, you get the impression that this place is from a different era, as if you stepped back into history. There’s something very special about The Sevens; it’s hard to deny it. Call it whatever you like, but it’s unmistakable. According to The Sevens’ staff, about sixty people and counting have met there and gotten married. What’s the mystery? According to John the barman,“this place is an axxhole-free zone!” As you may have already guessed, John is the quintessential Boston barman, never at a loss for a witty remark.

With characters like John, the members of Writers Anonymous would often find ourselves plenty amused. Julianne, Ms. lovely Lilly, Trish, and barmen, Bobby and John took very good care of us. As soon as we entered the pub, we often found our favorite beers waiting for us at our table because they would have beaten us there. In college, my friends and I also went to The Sevens. We’d gather in one of the booths and dream of bright futures and all the possibilities, including writing. We’d waste no time thinking up the next great story or in having one of those philosophical, life-altering conversations, the kind where we were so sure we were onto something, but only to find ourselves back in the same place again the following week. Every single time I return to The Sevens, it feels like coming home.

Also, this historic neighborhood where The Seven sits, is not unfamiliar to great writers and thinkers of all creeds. Only blocks from the pub, Louisa May Alcott, an American novelist best known for Little Women lived at 10 Louisburg Square. Poet Robert Frost resided for a time at 88 Mount Vernon Street. Other notables, such as Dr. Oliver Wendell Holmes, Robert Lowell, and Sylvia Plath lived there as well.  In 1937, John Phillips Marquand’s The Late George Apley, a Pulitzer Prize-winning novel, offered one of the best satirical and fictional descriptions of the upper-class residents on Beacon Hill.

The north slope of the Hill was home to abolitionists and profound writers, Frederick Douglass, Harriet Tubman, and Sojourner Truth, who would speak at the African Meeting House on Joy Street. In 1864, Rebecca Lee Crumpler, a resident of Joy Street, was the first African-American woman to become a physician in the United States. And, in 1773, Phillis Wheatley of Boston was the first published...

Very rude staff.

No strollers allowed. Sure, they make the rules. Not even folded up. Sure, they make the rules. Not even if there is plenty of room for them. Sure, they make the rules. They want you to leave your stroller out on the curb unattended. "No one's gonna steal it." They don't have a cable lock, but have a condescending look when you ask for one. Well, I'd rather walk the stroller back to the car. They do not serve us until the stroller is out. Sure, they make the rules. They are not even willing to bring me a menu so that I can pick out something that the rest of the party can order for me while I am dealing with the stroller. Sure, they make the rules.

They yell. Repeatedly. Four waiters talked to us during our short stay, none of the them ever used the word "please". When I left with the stroller, they refused to serve the rest of the party. (Ever wondered why they are called waiters when you are the one them make wait?) I have never had such a bad experience at a restaurant. No one in my family will ever set foot in this establishment again. If you want friendly staff and not be yelled at, I can wholeheartedly recommend that you also...

We went here after dinner to play darts with some friends for my BF's bday. I feel really bad bc the waitress i think her name is Diane (middle aged, pixie short bleached hair) was so rude to our group that i think she ruined the night. She kept telling us to leave, and that even after spending $80 on alcohol we weren't drinking enough. She kept coming up to us, and in our faces, actually saying that. Then after literally giving us to bill and trying to kick us out she had the nerve to add a $20 tip to the bill. I told her that i think she wasn't very nice to our group, that she knew we were here for a birthday, and she was still rude, and that she would deserve a better tip if she were friendlier. She basically went nuts, and started calling us names. I have never had service like this, and to be honest, we had just come from tip tap room, where for basically double the beer tab at this dive, we had dined on steak tips, friendly service, and great beer.

Anyway thought this was over priced, and the service was the worst I have ever experienced. I hope managment gets it together, bc this...