from The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language, 4th Edition
- n. A broad city street, often tree-lined and landscaped.
- n. Upper Midwest See parking. See Regional Note at parking.
- n. Chiefly Midwestern U.S. See median strip. See Regional Note at neutral ground.
from Wiktionary, Creative Commons Attribution/Share-Alike License
- n. A broad, well-paved and landscaped thoroughfare.
- n. The landscaping on the sides of a boulevard or other thoroughfare.
from the GNU version of the Collaborative International Dictionary of English
- n. Originally, a bulwark or rampart of fortification or fortified town.
- n. A public walk or street occupying the site of demolished fortifications. Hence: A broad avenue in or around a city.
from The Century Dictionary and Cyclopedia
- n. Originally, a bulwark or rampart of a fortification or fortified town; hence, a public walk or street occupying the site of demolished fortifications.
from WordNet 3.0 Copyright 2006 by Princeton University. All rights reserved.
- n. a wide street or thoroughfare
At the corner of Eje 1 and the boulevard is a business hotel where I believe they have secure parking.
Much of the boulevard is as trashy as ever, but there are also a lot of cool Deco-era buildings everywhere.
Down what is often described as a boulevard of broken dreams - a dizzying ride with 14 different minor league teams, until he skated his last shift with the American Hockey League's Adirondack Red Wings in the spring of
This entire boulevard, which is about a mile, less than a mile long, filled with people.
"In those days, the 1950's, they used a lot of yellow stop signs and red ones they called boulevard stops.
Running down the middle of the boulevard was a central reservation, and in the middle of it, just opposite us, was a children's playground, full of tubular steel frames and swings in old faded blues and yellows.
The boulevard was a wide one, lined at first with stores and restaurants and gas stations.
What was drawing the bystanders on the boulevard was a cat, a big tabby cat, crouched right at the end of a branch.
The outer side of the boulevard was a hundred feet or so from the houses, so the motor was safe, but it was pretty hot and the cinders were so thick that we had to put on our goggles.
Farther down the boulevard were the Café Riche, Maison Dorée,