Tag Archives: food

Zeppelin greenery and superhero corn.

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I’m pretty sure this first photo is AI generated, but I admit it made me smile.

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Rock on philodendron Robert.

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Adamantium corn skewers.

Need I say more?

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I had a good laugh at this article because it would totally be something I’d do. Mystery solved why the poor little thing wouldn’t eat.

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I saw this diabetic coma inducing treat on the menu when we went out to lunch the other day. Talk about overkill…

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It would be worth making these just to be able to answer the question “ What are you bringing to the potluck?” with… Moose Farts, but I’ll leave it to the more adventurous cooks amongst us. (Please note that’s not the full recipe. Don’t make farts and blame me when they fall apart)

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Go west (not so) young River…

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We headed west recently… which is always a nice drive.

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Destination?

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An unassuming little Italian restaurant housed in an old shoe factory.

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Lots of original exposed beams and sunlight.

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And some seriously good mojitos. This one is blackberry.

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I passed on the pickle.

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Lunch for me was a tasty chicken carbonara tortellini. Their pasta is fresh and fabulous. Mojito #2? Mango.

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Husband went with haddock piccata minus the capers, garlic butter linguini and maple glazed carrots. Scrumptious.

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I meant to ask the bartender about this rather odd Nesquick placement but was too busy eating.

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Raspberry cheesecake for the spouse.

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And a rare bananas foster for me. I love this caramel and rum soaked treat but rarely find it in Maine. It was too apt to melt for a leftover box so I had to each the whole thing in one sitting.

I had to.

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News you can’t use.

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Useless and chuckle worthy is my goal.

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I must be part Labrador… because all this extra weight I’m carrying can’t be my fault.

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What a deal.

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I can’t say I’ve ever had any great desires to visit Detroit… but now I kind of do.

Singing pork products are hard to find.

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And so it begins…

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Someone probably did, but I’m guessing it wasn’t this guy.

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If ever there was a reason to drink.

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After spending an hour here…

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I needed to spend two hours here.

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At the bar of one of our favorite restaurants.

Though this sangria was a tad disappointing…

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The thyme and temp martini and crabmeat arancini appetizer more than made up for it.

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Sicilian Table in Falmouth, home to the fabulous fish.

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And a Wagyu filet in burgundy glaze for the husband.

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Shrimp and scallop lemon risotto for me.

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Tiramisu with brandy soaked cherries?

It almost made me forget how much money we have to pay the IRS.

Almost…

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Beer, food and a decision I just can’t seem to make.

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Because we never pass up an opportunity to do a flight.

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Hobbs Tavern and Brewery.

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The Two and Two white stout was delightful.

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Broccoli cheese soup and a pomegranate margarita to start for me.

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Husband had a yummy bacon wrapped herby meatloaf.

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And I had a great turkey club with cranberry mayo.

On the furniture fabric home front… we’ve narrowed it down to this accent pattern but can’t decide between solids for the couches.

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In certain conditions the light is too light.

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In others, the dark is too dark.

Lord Dudley Mountcatten couldn’t care less.

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But I’m leaning towards the light.

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