Tag Archives: food

Random nonsense.

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My real life friends are very helpful. Knowing I’ve been looking for coffee and end tables, one of them sent me this…

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And while I’m sure His Lordship would love it?

No.

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This is a church I pass every now and then while running errands.

They have a sense of humor.

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Or try to…

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Now that’s what I call a backyard rainbow.

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This is what $150 worth of handmade gourmet candy looks like. We thought it would be a nice way to say thank you to the nursing and surgical staff for being so kind to an antsy (and sometimes unintentionally violent) patient.

*Note- I wanted to give them a healthy and attractive Edible Arrangement filled with fruit… but the damn stores have closed up shop and left the state of Maine.

Boo to that.

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Random nonsense

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I get these attaboys from WP every once in a while…

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And it always amazes me I’ve managed to come up with that much drivel. Think how interesting this blog would be if I actually wrote about something worthwhile.

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We saw the boot in downtown Freeport the other day but my husband turned a corner before I could get a picture.. so here’s a stock photo. Yes, it really exists. A giant mobile boot that travels around the country promoting L.L. Beans. Talk about the perfect job.

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I’ll never take the time to make this, but I think you should and report back. It sounds lovely.

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My husband is after me to buy a new car. But Ethel, my beloved loaded 2014 Subaru Forester, is just getting warmed up with 77,777 miles.

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Next up, the reason I will never have dementia.

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I read a book every two days. So according to the author of this study my broken down body will retain a mind sharp enough to catalog the decline.

Yay.

I think….

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Admit it, you’d eat those.

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Trash pandas

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Along with all our other wild visitors we have raccoons, but since they arrive at night I’m rarely able to photograph them.

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Until the other evening when a pair showed up before sunset.

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They really are characters.

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Such expressive faces…

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And those dexterous little paws!

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These little fatties shimmy right up the center pole, knock the suet cages to the ground then empty them at their leisure. Those paws can open anything.

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I was hoping they’d do it while I was filming but no such luck. Seeing their big butts hanging upside down eating the orioles grape jelly is a riot.

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Mine Oyster

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Mine Oyster is an oceanfront restaurant in Boothbay Harbor, Maine.

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It’s large, two storied with multiple dining rooms, a raw bar and a dance floor. …

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There are three outdoor seating areas. If you’ve been here before, you know to walk upstairs, take a right, and find the door behind the bar.

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It’s rustic, but has the best views in the harbor.

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Ahhh…

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Summer, on the coast of Maine.

It doesn’t get much better than this.

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We hadn’t been to the Oyster for a while so we were thrilled to see the new, improved and much enlarged menu(s).

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Blueberry mojito?

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Don’t mind if I do.

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Mine Oyster’s food used to be alright, but nothing rave worthy. Thankfully that’s changed.

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Our appetizers of herb butter basted grilled scallops on saffron creamed corn with crispy prosciutto as well as the jerk shrimp with hot honey were… in a word… amazing.

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Tequila sunrise? Why not.

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Along with the stunning views…

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Came my husband’s lobster with saffron cream and fresh basil over fettuccini. Ooh la la! Rich, decadent and divine.

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For me? A right regular fry up done to perfection. Clams and jumbo shrimp with batter as light and crisp as the ocean air.

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If you’re ever in the area… make a beeline here.

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News you can’t use.

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Useless:

of no use; not serving the purpose or any purpose; unavailing or futile

That describes my blog perfectly.

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But he had much bigger teeth, that should count for something.

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Clever is in the eye, or ear, nose and throat … of the beholder.

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Hey…

If it’s good enough for Stormy Daniels.

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Poo plumes?

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6 feet away and six feet high?

Only if I eat at Taco Bell.

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I saw one of these ridiculous vehicles at the grocery store the other day and it was just as silly in person as you would expect.

No fingers though, so maybe it was the no frills model.

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