All posts by Rivergirl

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News you can’t use.

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But someone can, and that’s even more disturbing.

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If this is what passes for television these days I’m glad I rarely watch it… but my first thought when reading the headline was the fact that I used to have a gynecologist who always asked me how things were “down there” when I stepped in her office. She misdiagnosed me for 2 years which resulted in me having to undergo a full abdominal hysterectomy. I should have known. If you’re unable to say the words uterus and vagina? You shouldn’t be treating them.

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While colorful … I’m taking a hard pass here and doubt anyone will be upset if I don’t bring this to the next potluck.

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With the price of real estate these days? This is a steal.

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I’m not on Tik Tok and rarely pay attention to their ridiculous trends…. but are their women who are seriously contemplating douching with borax?

WTH?

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The one place that rarely disappoints.

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Many of our favorite restaurants have been letting us down lately . Whether it’s lack of staff or a disregard for quality control I don’t know, but it’s nice to know one of our staples hasn’t dropped the ball.

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The Royal River Grille in Yarmouth usually has it all… relaxed atmosphere, creative cocktails and good food.

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First up? The Islander…

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This beauty contained cantaloupe infused gin, basil, simple syrup, lime juice, and tonic. Perfectly crisp and refreshing.

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My shrimp po boy was accompanied by a lovely sangria comprised of blueberry vodka, white wine, blueberry puree, lemonade and soda water that definitely hit the spot.

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Husband opted for a cup of clam chowder followed by a large batch of garlic and white wine mussels.

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When the restaurant is on the water, you have to salute it with seafood.

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Husband rounded off lunch with a brown butter cheesecake topped with hazelnut praline and surrounded by bourbon roasted cherry caramel sauce.

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And though I wasn’t going to, I couldn’t resist devouring a warm plum and almond tart with a citrus sugar dough crust, almond crumble topping, frangipane filling and vanilla ice cream.

The waddle to the car may not have been pretty, but it was satisfying.

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Lobster… it’s not just good with butter.

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Living in the land of lobster, the tasty crustacean is often in our local news and rarely worth blogging about. But I saw this article the other day and was intrigued enough to share.

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While I’m fortunate enough not to suffer eczema, I do have friends that are afflicted and will be passing this on to them as well.

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Interesting, and if it works as claimed…. amazing.

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It’s weird, but it works.

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I’ve been battling bees on my hummingbird feeders for a while now. Once they find a sugar source, they’re hard to get rid of… but I think I’ve found a solution.

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Mint leaves.

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Bees hate the smell and hummingbirds can’t smell at all so it’s the perfect deterrent.

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If I can get the hummers used to the new leafy attachments.

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They kept buzzing around, not sure what to make of it.

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I didn’t think it would be a big deal. They drink nectar from flowers and flowers have leaves.

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A few brave souls have made peace with it so I’m hoping the rest will soon.

The bees?

Gone!

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This is not good.

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As you know, we’ve had a wet summer in Maine. For a while there it was literally raining every other day. And though that’s kept our grass a lovely green it also makes for saturated ground that can’t absorb a random downpour … which is what happened the other day.

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I know my blog name is River, but I really didn’t want to see one flowing past my kitchen landing.

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It was a crazy amount of water.

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And before long it was creeping right into the garage.

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We’ve never had this happen before and I’m beginning to wonder if the new smooth driveway is funneling it through the path of least resistance.

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Thankfully it was gone in an hour or two, but I’m glad I didn’t have to go out, that’s shoe ruining water right there.

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It’s a pickle.

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I’m not sure what I did to deserve never ending pickle posts showing up on my Facebook feed, but here’s the latest batch of horrors.

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Gag.

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Once and for all… keep your pickles out pf my tequila!

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I’m from Jersey, which is next to Philly. We take our cheesesteak seriously …. this is a hard no.

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Word of warning – if you serve a pickle cake at your wedding? I’m getting you a clapper for a gift.

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That doesn’t even look appetizing.

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The eyes have it.

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My husband and I spent a few hours in a darkened room yesterday.

And sadly, it wasn’t the least bit fun.

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The room was an ocular surgeon’s office and we were there because my other half is going to have a cataract removed.

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This was just the pre surgery exam, the actual operation is scheduled for early December… because that’s the first appointment the surgeon has available. It’s nice to have a competent and skilled doctor, but waiting is the downside of popularity.

I truly hope I’m never in this position because while I have no problem with surgery and being cut open… I can’t have anyone near my eyes. Ever.

I can’t even put drops in. I’m that squeamish. I’d never have gotten through this pre-exam without heavy sedation.

Nope. Uh uh.

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