I have a cat, therefor I am inundated with stupid cat product advertisements.
This week?
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Cat capped aviators may look stupid, but at least they’re well read.
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I am not yet at the time of life where I need to sit on a donut. And a smiling cat donut? I hope I’m never there…
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For the love of all that’s holy, no. I can’t think of a more horrifying, undignified, soul sucking experience to force upon your feline than a taco costume.
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten agrees…. and will shred any human who comes near him with that abomination.
And though I would have loved to stop and snap some photos, the husband was hungry… so you’ll have to make do with a few quick shots from the car.
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Here’s the famous Cribstone Bridge.
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And as you’ve probably guessed, lobster reigns supreme.
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This was our destination, Cooks Lobster and Ale House.
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A local landmark built in 1955 on a long spit of land with panoramic water views. Popular with locals and tourists alike (although we locals don’t appreciate the tourist prices) it’s a no fuss, traditionally rustic waterfront restaurant.
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But what it lacks in decor? It makes up in scenic vistas. The view from our table was pretty sweet.
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The cocktails are potent.
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And two Cosmopolitans were all I could handle if I wanted to remain upright.
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Pardon the fuzzy pic, it was taken through a screen.
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The food is simple but delicious. Caesar salad (with the most amazing homemade herb butter croutons evah!) for me, a tasty French onion soup for my other half.
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Perfectly cooked lightly battered fried sea scallops for me….
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And lazy lobster for my rat bastard husband who ate it in front of me without feeling the least bit guilty. (I came up allergic 7 years ago and can no longer consume the delicious crustaceans without becoming seriously ill. 😩)
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Dessert? Of course it was blueberry pie. And as we waddled out to the car… we stopped for a moment to take in the beauty.
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And realized the husband might have backed up a bit too far upon arrival.
When it’s a beautiful summer evening in Maine? You head to the coast for dinner… and since we hadn’t been there in a few years, we drove to Cooks Lobster and Ale House.
In order to get to the Island where it’s located, you drive over the world famous Cribstone Bridge.
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Why do I say world famous? Because it’s literally the only one in the world.
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Built in 1927 of stacked granite blocks held together by gravity alone, the unique design allows high tides and rough seas to pass through freely.
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It’s a marvel of engineering and has had only minor repairs since it’s construction nearly a century ago.
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We tend to take it for granted in these parts but it’s actually a major tourist attraction.
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Of course the beautiful coast of Harpswell and Orrs Island don’t hurt either.
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Quintessential Maine fishing villages. Small, rugged and built to last.
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Onward to the restaurant… past stacks and stacks of lobster traps.
What’s happening here? We finally got some rain and….
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‘Shrooms.
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Giant ass ‘shrooms are happening here…
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Like this one the husband brought in the other day.
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Dead mice are also happening. And while part of me is sad it had to come to this…. the other part remembers having her car towed to the mechanic 3 times in one month because mice were nesting in the engine and chewing their way out. So dead mice? Yay.
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They make me smile.
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten? He’d much rather I ditch the poison and let the live ones in the house.
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