The husband and I have been on the road a lot lately, shuffling from nursing home to hospice and back again. This means a decided lack of cooking at Casa River and numerous meals have been eaten out. While I enjoy my favorite haunts and their prodigious cocktail mixing, sometimes you just have to suck it up and go full on diner.
We’ve hit a few good ones, a few bad ones and a few that offered up some extremely odd selections.
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Yes, I live in Maine. Yes, it’s close to Canada.
But no, I have never embraced the regional favorite known as poutine. As for a hunk of barbecue bologna may I just say…
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I don’t care what you cover them in… no.
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Leave my burger alone poutine!
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Thankfully diner desserts are usually more appealing.
Take this lemon blueberry cake with fresh blueberry lavender compote. It was so huge and rich I took it home and ate it for 3 straight days.
Then the world’s largest lobster roll must be even better.
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The Taste of Maine is a family owned and operated coastal restaurant that’s been a staple for tourists for the past 45 years.
You might recognize it’s giant lobster from my previous posts.
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Yes, it really is that big.
What’s also big is the price tag for that super sized crustacean sandwich.
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You read correctly. $160 for what amounts to two pounds of lobster on a roll.
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No self respecting Maine native would ever order one or pay such a ridiculous price, but a week after they opened for the season they’d already sold quite a few….
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For that price you should get it any damn way you please.
I spent 5 hours following my husband from store to store looking for a new weed whacker last week.
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Don’t believe the people who tell you men hate to shop. When he’s looking for a new toy for himself? My guy will shop until I drop. We hit at least 7 different lawn and garden sections and then went back to the very first place we stopped so he could buy the very first one he saw.
And then?
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The man who owns a giant zero turn tractor and four push mowers… yes, four. Two of them self propelled. … started looking at new push mowers.
For me.
The person who doesn’t want one.
It was at that point I said enough… and made him take me for a nice late lunch.
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A fresh blueberry mojito was a good way to start.
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Every time I see this old tool art installation I want my husband to do something like it in the man cave.
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And every time, he says no.
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To start… it was butternut squash soup for the husband and some fabulous dry rub barbecue shrimp for moi.
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A basil limeade later?
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An amazing Bolognese with fresh pasta and a lamb, beef and pork ragu. It was so good I didn’t even notice what the husband ate.
After cleaning and organizing the closet in our master bath, I figure it will be a while before I need to buy certain products. 4 bottles of toothpaste, 6 bottles of Bath and Body Works lotion, 7 sticks of deodorants and 15 bars of soap of later I realized I may need to organize more often.