Try a classic Necco candy bar being resurrected in a small suburban shop.

Each August, one of the largest religious (and food) celebrations in the country is held in Boston.

This hidden labyrinth offers walkers some brief peace of mind.

This massive World War II calculator hearkens back to the days when "computer" was a job title.

Tragedy on Little Brewster Island memorialized.

Burial ground for revolutionary veterans attracts tall tales, ghost hunters, not enough historians and preservationists.

Colorful clay cliffs tower over an unofficial nudist beach on Martha's Vineyard.

This nearly 200-year-old restaurant's history includes an exiled French prince, JFK, and a very hungry Daniel Webster.

Where Eunice Williams was murdered by natives, and where locals say her ghost still haunts.

One of America's most historic homes also holds a startling literary legacy.

One of two lighted lanterns hung in the church belfry on the eve of the Revolutionary War to warn that the British were on their way.

A former waterfront market is now in the center of town due to some interesting Boston engineering.

One of the indelible moments of the American Revolution took place at this location.

Bouncing, delightful, mechanical art at the MIT Museum.

Louisa May Alcott based “Little Women” on her experiences growing up in this house with her sisters.

Historic Hull Street was actually the first street with a proper name in the Boston area.

This candy-colored storybook village originated as a 19th-century Methodist campground.

This massive tea kettle was once a promotional stunt for the Oriental Teashop.

The first bell ever cast in Boston was cast by Paul Revere...and sounded terrible.

This monument on Breed's Hill proves that one of the most famous battles of the Revolutionary War is misnamed.

The filming location of a shark attack in Steven Spielberg's famous shark movie.

This giant Boston statue of Mary is standing on a globe to show her power over the universe.

This evocatively named natural crevasse was created by a torrent of water that smashed right through a granite deposit.

Mrs. Mallard and her brood are a beloved fixture in Boston Public Garden.