My Girl

I had a wonderful time trying to food and drinks at My Girl with my friends in Boston!!! My girl Christina always knows great new spots to check out and this one did not disappoint (except for the Martinis which I would NOT recommend. Not only were they totally off but everyone gave them back over half full and server didnt inquire despite me stating that they were not liked.) The food was all delicious though, will definitely go back for a bite!

MyGirl | Where Boston’s Chic Demimonde Sips and Sways Let it be known: when one is tasked with orchestrating a birthday soirée for one’s Queen, the pressure is not insignificant. The venue must possess that certain je ne sais quoi—a blend of discretion, drama, and deftly balanced cocktails. Enter MyGirl, a speakeasy tucked away in Boston’s vibrant tapestry, which did not merely meet the brief but elevated it into an evening of sublime spectacle. Our arrival, fashionably just before the 6 p.m. unveiling, offered a masterclass in pre-opening theatre. The congregation in the hallway was a veritable United Nations of cool—a cross-section of the city’s most intriguing souls, all buzzing with anticipatory glee. The gatekeeper, a gentleman of impeccable attire and easier charm, managed the delicate ballet of reservations with the finesse of a seasoned maître d'. The descent is everything. A stairway, elegantly lit, gives way to a space that whispers of Old Havana’s golden hour—all textured woods, intimate nooks, and a soft, forgiving light that does wonders for one’s complexion. It’s elegance without the pretense, warmth without the wear. Once presented at the desk, we were ushered to a prime tableau right at the heart of the room—a perfect stage for the evening’s people-watching opera. The multi-level seating, featuring raised booths flanking the sides, creates a dynamic amphitheater for the modern socialite. A note for the uninitiated: the 20% automatic gratuity is silently appended, a practice as Bostonian as it is prudent. Adjust your mental arithmetic accordingly. The menu is a study in curated simplicity, with prices that respectfully acknowledge the postcode. We commenced with the Potato Croquetas—a triumvirate of curry, queso, and spicy mayo that arrived piping hot, impeccably seasoned, and utterly moreish. The Beef Empanaditas, with their short rib heart and smoked blue cheese soul, were equally commendable. Consider these amuse-bouches for the robustly hungry; you’ll want to order in multiples. Service moves with a velocity that belies the lounge’s languid atmosphere. Glasses and plates materialized mere moments after ordering—a small miracle. As the room filled (and it fills with astonishing speed), the collective murmur swelled from a polite hum to a vibrant roar. By 7 p.m, conversing with my Queen required the intimate lean of a conspirator—which, in truth, only added to the allure. A fascinating sociological footnote: the room was a glorious goddess-dom, with women comprising what must have been ninety percent of the patronage. The energy was palpably fabulous. We demurred on dessert (a subsequent dinner reservation beckoned), but the overall impression was one of flawless execution. The atmosphere is magnetic, the service impeccable, and the vibe unapologetically chic. The Verdict: MyGirl is a jewel box of an evening. It’s the kind of place where memories are polished to a high shine. My Queen has already decreed a return with her court of work confidantes—the highest compliment one can bestow. For an experience that is at once transportive and utterly of-the-moment, make your reservation.

My wife and I went to My Girl on Thursday night and had an incredible experience. The vibe is second to none. The music, the décor, the energy in the room, there is truly nothing like it in Boston. Everywhere you look, people are having a great time. What really stood out, though, was the INTEGRITY of the staff. At one point, a manager named Eytan came over to our table to let me know that gratuity had already been included in the bill. I had not realized it and had added more. He absolutely did not have to say anything. I told him to please leave it as is and thanked him for being honest. That moment alone spoke volumes. The next morning, my wife realized she had lost one of her Cartier Love bracelets, a very sentimental and very valuable piece. In a packed nightclub, you assume something like that is gone forever. We were devastated and honestly did not think there was any chance of seeing it again. We contacted Joe O’Connor at Mariel / My Girl. About thirty minutes later he texted, “Was it Cartier?” followed by a photo and, “Is this it?” IT WAS!! Our incredible server Carolina had found it and turned it in. We were also lucky enough to have her again on Saturday night, which made it even better! In a world where integrity can sometimes feel rare, you can apparently find an entire building full of it at 10 Post Office Square in Boston. That kind of culture does not happen by accident. Beyond being fun, cool, and unlike anything else in the city, it feels safe. It feels like the people there are actually looking out for you. We were so impressed that we went back again on Saturday and experienced the same great service from the same great people. That kind of consistency is rare. The Music is OFF THE HOOK If you are looking for us moving forward, that is where you will find us. Fan for life.

Great loungey vibe but you can still hear your friends talk without screaming. Drinks were great and the “bites” were a decent size and tasty. Crab fondue and beef empanaditas were excellent. Standout drink was the pursue happiness! Nice spot for people watching and cocktails

Initially, the place is reserved and booked, but if you talk to the bouncer, they’ll let you know when when you can come in. When we arrive, there are plenty of seats and space available. (I think this is just a business tactic that they use.) We got a few cocktails, which were quite delicious and well balanced. The ambience is pretty nice with a mix of house EDM mixture of R&B depending on who’s playing. It’s very much a lounge area where you can just chill, but the volume is pretty loud so you’re gonna have to talk loudly in there.

It is a good photo opp, but the drinks were mediocre. The food is expensive for the portion size, but tasted good. The aesthetic was ruined by the amount of staff hovering around. The middle seats can be kind of awkward and uncomfortable.

First visit since the renovation—what was once underground has been transformed into a NYC-style speakeasy. Very friendly staff there.

Wonderful service, polite and well trained staff. The food was honestly decent. I can say for the price point, it is extremely disappointing. The cheesecake is bland, the other dishes are only good because of the expensive ingredients. I swear they are using frozen empanaditos. I’ve defiantly had them before, same flavor from a frozen bag from walmart. If you want to charge 30$ for food items. Please at least make them worth the price. It’s a cool vibe, if you don’t mind moderate quality food for excellent food prices. My girl boston is your place. Automatic 20% gratuity on such an expensive bill is quite a joke, aswell as a 3% charge for the kitchen staff because they don’t get tipped. Just pay your staff a livable wage. (also the water pitcher was totally ripped straight from marshals)

The drinks, service and ambiance were great! Wouldn't consider this a dinner place, but good for drinks and small bites. Great place to catch up with your friends or have a cozy date night.

Great food but 20% automatically being included for a lounge is ludicrous. I understand wanting to take care of servers and I typically do at 20/25%+, but automatically including 20% and having a line for an additional tip feels a little like fleecing.