And this is good old Boston,
The home of the bean and the cod,
Where the Lowells talk only to Cabots,
And the Cabots talk only to God.
So goes the old rhyme of the Boston Brahmins, a select group of well-to-do aristocrats who ruled the city and (in their own minds at least) the world.
While the once awe-inspiring names Lowell and Cabot may now be relegated to industrial mill towns, amazing third basemen, creameries and ice cream shops, the style in which they once lived lives on in another new positive addition to Stanhope Street that is called, appropriately enough, Brahmin.