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Batson River… round two, Biddeford.

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Having visited the Batson River in Portland, we took the advice of a stranger and tried the other one in Biddeford.

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It’s housed in a renovated mill complex, on the bottom floor below the Lincoln Hotel.

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Old paper mills abound in the state of Maine and if one has enough money, they make wonderful homes for restaurants, shops and offices.

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Batson River Biddeford clearly had enough green backs.

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The space was large, airy and festively decorated.

As was the cocktail menu.

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As we settled in at the bar, I sampled the Santa’s mule which was fabulously gingerly.

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I read that the Portland location considered it’s vibe “upscale hunting lodge” but it was this venue that had red hatted taxidermy.

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Personally I could do without the dead creatures on the walls…

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But overall it was an attractive place.

For an appetizer I had buttermilk biscuits with herbed butter, hot honey and prosciutto.

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Odd, but it totally worked.

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Husband had the P.E.I. mussels which he said were good, but overpowered by the spicy tomato sauce they were served with.

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Drink #2 was the Angry Elf because you can never go wrong with gin and elderflower.

Needing to visit the restroom, I stumbled on the game room…

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And I have to say the decorators outdid themselves with the unisex bathrooms.

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They were quite something.

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Although I did find the snake and butterfly wallpaper a bit much in the stalls…

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And no, it wasn’t the four cocktails I’d consumed that caused the photo to blur, just low lighting and an iPhone that had a hard time focusing.

Back at the bar, we decided we weren’t hungry enough for individual meals and chose to split the pan seared scallops with roasted vegetables.

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I thought it was lovely, the husband who hates crisp veggies did not.

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We walked around a bit downstairs before leaving…

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And had to chuckle at these two oddly hooded chairs.

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Shortly after these….

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We stumbled into what I’ve since learned was The Collective… an urban underground lounge of the hotel upstairs.

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If we’d had more time I would have gone upstairs and explored this hotel as it’s just been voted one of the best boutique stays in the country.

https://lincolnhotelmaine.com/

Maybe next time…

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Batson River … round one, Portland.

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No trip to the big city is complete without us trying a new libation destination. On this particular day it was Batson River Brewery and Distillery.

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I’d heard wonderful things about this place so it didn’t surprise me to see it was packed ten minutes after opening.

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They take their Christmas decorations seriously here and as I was looking around my husband grabbed the last two seats at the bar.

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Cocktails were holiday themed, so I started with the Where Are You Christmas.

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The only thing wrong with it?

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The small glass. I could happily have downed a pitcher’s worth.

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I read they consider the decor ‘upscale hunting lodge’ but to me it had a more upscale urban, industrial vibe with exposed pipes and metal vents.

The ceilings were high and the music loud. The menu? Brunch on Saturday… which we weren’t expecting and didn’t want.

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I opted for the Caesar salad, which was dry as a bone and utterly unremarkable, but I washed it down with a quite lovely Yule Tai that countered my disappointment.

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Husband had the smoked tomato soup which he said was tasty if not plentiful.

Their beer?

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Nice doggie glass withstanding, nothing to rave about.

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A very large Santa was on the second floor and we watched a few tipsy patrons climb up to have their picture taken with him.

Talking with our neighbor at the bar, we discovered there are actually four Batson Rivers scattered in southern Maine, each one with their own personality, menu and cocktails.

Intrigued, and with nothing planned for dinner… we decided to drive to Biddeford and check out another one.

To be continued ….