Late November, a black clamshell container, wings and fries, presumably eaten while looking at some very expensive waterfront real estate I could not afford to live near. No logo on the container, no receipt in frame — the Seaport keeps its secrets as tightly as its parking prices.
If you’re in the area anyway: the Institute of Contemporary Art is right on the water and worth the trip, and the Fan Pier Park Harborwalk is a good way to walk off a takeout box.
Update: A Couple of Real Candidates
Depends on the exact year this was taken: if it’s late 2018 or later, most likely Hopsters Brewing Co. (51 Sleeper St — coordinates match within about 15 meters, and their wings come with a chunky blue cheese dip in an unbranded to-go box). If it’s earlier, more likely The Whiskey Priest (150 Northern Ave, an Irish pub near Fan Pier — closed in 2018). Both are real, both fit the description; the timeline is the deciding factor.