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Dinner in Bath.

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When we were finished finding a suitable microwave oven replacement, we strolled down the street.

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Downtown Bath is a quaint waterfront area filled with quirky shops and restaurants and we were hungry.

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J R Maxwells us a family run place that’s been a mainstay for 44 years. We’ve had many meals there… some were perfect, others less so.

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Starting with their signature Cosmo…

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I opted for a less than satisfying cup of clam chowder. Thankfully the homemade bread made up for the soupy disappointment.

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Bath is a shipbuilding town with a rich maritime history and the restaurant’s decor reflects that.

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But while the husband’s prime rib looked wonderful it turned out to be chewy and flavorless. Talk about disappointing.

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Thankfully I ordered crab cake stuffed jumbo shrimp and they were heavenly. Rich and buttery, filled with tender crab. A definite win.

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Photo of the second largest employer in the state, Bath Iron Works. A defense contractor that builds the Navy’s battleships.

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Finally, some good luck.

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I didn’t think living with a dead microwave would bother me very much…. until I spent a few days living with a dead microwave.

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Reheat that leftover for lunch? Nope.

Quick cup of tea? Uh uh.

The recipe calls for melted butter? Better fire up the stove.

Turns out I actually do use the microwave I thought I never used. Who knew?

When it comes to replacing small appliances, I’m a tactile shopper. You can’t tell the heft and quality of a product from scrolling a website… so off we went. Bed Bath and Beyond stores are gone. Sears is dead. The mall is over an hours drive away. We tried Wal Mart and Target but both had cheap feeling crap so the husband suggested we go to the nice kitchen store where he bought the dead before it’s time, counter space hogging oven we needed to heave.

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Now You’re Cooking is one of those pricey specialty kitchen stores where you’ll find every gadget, geegaw and countertop cluttering gizmo you want but never need. (Yes silicon egg separator shaped like a frog, I’m talking to you)

We were pleasantly greeted at the door and lead to the appropriate aisle. When we explained our situation and said that my husband had purchased the old microwave here, the salesperson immediately asked his name and looked on the computer.

Miracle of all miracles… the silly thing was still under full warranty. If we brought it in we could have a brand new one free of charge.

I can’t tell you how happy this made me. Finally! Something was going our way.

So we beat feet home, grabbed the dead micro and drove back to surrender it. The husband was all for swapping it out with the same model but I chose to go with a slightly smaller version. Counter space is precious in our house.

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It still has his precious self closing door, and we even had a sweet $100 store credit to boot.

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With which I bought the mini Cuisinart food processor I’ve been eyeing for months.

Life is good.

For now….

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I really wanted it to be true…

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Of all the awful real life pickle abominations my algorithms make me view, I finally found one worth my time.

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The Pickle Sisters!

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This was just silly enough to be true…they didn’t call them the roaring twenties without reason…. but sadly it wasn’t. Further research showed it to be a complete fallacy.

Very disappointing, that.

I mean, look how beautiful they are in technicolor.

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Fryeburg Fair, part four… disappointing dough and a show.

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I’m pleased to report the giant lemon lemonade stand was operational at the Fryeburg Fair …

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And though it cost a ridiculous $8 per ice laden glass, I purchased one…

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To accompany the husband’s three $10 chicken fingers and $5 bottle of water. $23 for what amounted to a nibble. Welcome to the price gouging, we know you have no alternative, fair food concession stands.

Trying to make up for it, I made a beeline for my favorite fair treat…

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Which sadly was an undercooked, under spiced disappointing piece of fried dough. Boo to that.

I ate said disappointing dough in the grandstand of the pulling ring where the husband likes to watch the draft horses. I don’t enjoy this spectacle as I always feel sorry for the animals. The teams of three are expected to pull double their weight which can end up being 10,000 lbs, and while I know they’re bred and trained for this exact purpose… it still makes me cringe on their behalf.

I did however smile at this happy fellow who started the show in true Fenway Park 7th inning stretch fashion.

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If you’re not a Red Sox fan?

Never mind.

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This team was amazing. Perfectly matched and working completely in unison.

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I may not like it…

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But it’s hard not to be impressed with the strength of these magnificent creatures.

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Fryeburg Fair, part three… where I’m in cow heaven.

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Every agricultural fair in Maine has a few cows, but the Fryeburg Fair has multiple barns devoted to multiple breeds, varieties, colors and sizes.

For a cow lover like me, it’s blissful bovine heaven.

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Look at that beauty!

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Beef cows, dairy cows…

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Large cows that pull things…

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Gentle cows who enjoy a scratch.

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Seriously big ass impressive cows…

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Sweet baby cows.

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There’s even a barn filled with Oreo cookie cows.

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Cows!

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I not so subtly pointed out there were even cows for sale to my husband….

But the man kept right on walking.

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A good time was had by all, even the bartender.

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We went to dinner with my husband’s niece and her fellow last week. She’s finally starting to get over her mothers death and that called for a drink… or 12… so we took them to my favorite cocktail destination The Blind Pig.

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I started with a pear Mojito and the most delicious mushroom Arancini I’ve ever had.

A few cocktails in, niece’s significant other got curious about what appeared to be breakfast in a glass.

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The girls were disgusted, the bartender was surprised and kept asking, “Are you sure?”….but the husband egged him on (I’m groaning at that one myself) and said he’d pay for it … so a bacon and eggs was ordered.

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Blech.

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The women refused to try it but the guys polished it off… though I can’t say they enjoyed it.

And though our bill was a bit cocktail heavy…

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There was food as well.

I just forgot to photograph it.

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Another simple recipe.

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I love to cook, but I also like quick and easy sometimes.

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And this recipe certainly fit the bill.

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Since it’s autumn, I chose spice cake mix and apple filling.

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The batter worried me as it was thick and chunky…

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But the cake baked well, even if the finished product was a bit ugly.

I made a quick glaze from powdered sugar and milk to make it look slightly more appealing…

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The cake was moist and flavorful, though a bit heavy for my taste. But the husband liked it and if I make this particular combination again I think I’ll chop the apples into smaller pieces for more even distribution.

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Random ramblings.

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Here’s a drone shot of a section of our farming neighbor’s property. It was so pretty I thought I’d share.

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I’m in awe of all those perfectly aligned weeded garden beds.

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In case you ever wondered what type of finish you should be using.

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A local Maine man who did well for himself and ended up owning half his town’s businesses just implemented this program. Free food for school age children. Proof positive there are still good people in this world.

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As you know, once we install new living room floors I’ll be shopping for new furniture. And while the husband is fine with replacing the couches, armchairs and coffee tables he started mumbling that we really didn’t need to update the dining room table and chairs we’ve had for almost 40 years.

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I beg to differ.

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A new medical study has revealed women who have frequent and long lasting hot flashes… read, me… are at a greater risk for heart disease and stroke. Women who have frequent night sweats… read, me… are at a greater risk for dementia.

So that’s it.

I’m doomed.

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The Old Mill Pub

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After our visit to the fair, we tried a place I’d been hearing good things about for dinner….the Old Mill Pub in Skowhegan.

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It didn’t look like much and since the inside dining room was packed, we headed outside.

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Where the view from our table wasn’t half bad.

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Things started well with a fabulous blueberry mule.

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And an amazing French Onion soup for the husband.

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This is his go to appetizer so when you’ve tried hundreds, you always appreciate when it’s done right.

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Dinner for me was yummy maple bourbon glazed steak tips with garlic mashed red potatoes and sautéed broccoli (not pictured) …. and a light and lovely lemon butter haddock and mashed for the spouse.

We’re not often in this part of Maine, but I’m putting the Old Mill Pub on my list of places to revisit if we are.

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Weird sign in the parking et al.

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