People come to Arthur Avenue to stock up. On a recent Saturday afternoon, I stood outside Vincent’s Meat Market with Danielle Oteri, who leads tours of the neighborhood with her husband Christian Galliani. The window of Vincent’s is decked with fat Boston butts and whole sides of pork. Customers stream in and out carrying hefty shopping bags.
Danielle knows the Saturday rush well—she grew up at Vincent’s, back when it was called Oteri’s Meat Market. Her great-grandfather opened a baccala store on Arthur Avenue in the 1920s, which her uncle later converted to a butcher shop. Christian also has childhood ties to the neighborhood; he remembers Arthur Avenue shopping trips with his Italian and Argentine parents.
