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Headline news is a little different in my small Maine town.
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Record breaking pepper? Someone call CNN!
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While I do have experience in caretaking bossy, moody diva cats and I seriously love me some chickens… fish? They’re just too needy.
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Momma Mia! That is one huge wasp domicile.
And finally, I saved the best for last.
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I’m crossing my fingers and toes this idea becomes a reality… and shall donate accordingly.
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I bought this for the man cave bar, mainly because Amazon is evil and it’s entirely too easy to satisfy impulse shopping cravings.
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It looked like a great idea, but in reality… was a royal pain in the patoot. The inner chamber would never seat properly and every time you painstakingly filled the outer, the water would leak through and pop the inner chamber up like a cork.
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Solution? Weigh down the inner chamber with frozen fruit.
I refuse to be beaten.
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The next time my husband refuses to listen me? That is what I’m going to show him.
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Cheaters chicken and dumplings. Easy, creamy and quite tasty. What’s not to love?
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In case anyone is interested.
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I use a family size rotisserie chicken, low sodium broth and lite salt with half the sodium. It’s still savory.
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For those of us who love our cats?
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This is probably very close to the truth.
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I spent a long over due retail therapy day with my girlfriend recently. Of all the things I’ve missed over the past year, that ranks pretty high on the list. One of our stops was Goodwill, where I saw this:
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Here’s hoping they hire someone who knows how to spell this time.
Further down the road, I saw this oddly named store.
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And something tells me they’re not talking about the corned beef variety.
At TJMaxx I found this disturbing product.
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No need to wash that blouse you’ve worn 27 times. Just give it a little spritz and be on your malodorous way.
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Halfway through our shopping extravaganza… it was time for lunch. This is normally not a problem since South Portland has a plethora of restaurants. But since no one wants to go back to work, every single place we tried was understaffed and had an hour long wait. With a groan of desperation, we ended up at Red Robin where I spotted a most unappetizing burger on the menu.
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#1. Putting a burger between two pieces of greenery does not magically transform lettuce into a bun. Just, no.
And more importantly –
#2. Do not name your abomination of a burger ‘The Wedgie’. Creeping underwear issues do not make my mouth water.
(And if they make you salivate? Please exit my blog and don’t come back.)
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And it’s clear from the hundreds of dollars I’ve spent on deterrents… I can’t.
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Yeah, I gave you a chance…. and they ate right through you.
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You might as well join them.
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Or rather feed them your fruit and salad scraps in the hopes they’ll leave your flowers alone.
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Watermelon was a huge hit. They positively inhaled that.
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But honestly, would it kill them to wipe off the scowl off their faces and maybe shoot me a grin now and then? I think it’s the least they could do.
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We took a drive out to Harpswell for a waterfront meal the other night.
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To a great restaurant at one of our favorite locations.
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Dolphin Marina.
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It’s an out of the way place…
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With wrap around coastal scenery.
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Unfortunately it was Saturday night, the tourists were thick and the wait for an outdoor or water view table was over an hour. And if you’ve ever gone out to dinner with my husband, you know that means forgoing the views and eating at the bar.
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I was disappointed, but a few Honey Gin Slippers later?
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Life was good.
Dolphin is famous for their epic blueberry muffins which are served with every meal.
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Luckily my other half didn’t eat his and I had it for breakfast the next morning.
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Dinner started with garlic and white wine mussels for hubby.
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And a lovely lemony Caesar salad for me.
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The husbands Parmesan crusted haddock was tasty but surprisingly thin.
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But my pan seared scallops with basil cream sauce and asparagus on homemade pasta was stellar.
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So if you’re ever in the area, drop in.
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But go off season…. when you can get decent seating and enjoy a better view than the bartender and a row of empty bottles.
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(Extra points for anyone who can name the movie from which I pilfered my post title.)
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This isn’t the greatest picture…
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But it’s literally the only one I’ve been able to get of momma and all four of her offspring. (Plus a grey squirrel interloper.)
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And here are the quads…
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Jostling for prime apple position.
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They’re comical to watch.
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And squabble like any other bunch of siblings.
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I stumbled on a rather odd Facebook group page the other day.
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And while I doubt I’ll join, I can appreciate the sentiment.
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Red’s Eats is a Wiscasset landmark, a popular tourist destination and a long running bone of contention for anyone who has to drive through the area. Locals laugh at the outta staters who stand on line for an hour for what is seriously sub par seafood. (And trust me, they’re all outta staters… no self respecting Mainer would pay $38 for a lobster roll.) But the reason behind the page and its flamboyant parade of finger waves are the atrocious traffic jams this silly little take out trailer produces. A drive through town that should take 3 minutes? Will sometimes take you 30.
So without further ado… I bring you the only appropriate thing to do should you happen to drive past Red’s Eats.
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Look! They even have tee shirts.
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P.S…. if you visit Maine and decide you have to try this universally loathed establishment? Please unfriend me first.
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Do I love a good baked potato? Of course… please pass the butter. But do I need someone’s face on my tater?
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I definitely do not.
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Best gift ever? Clearly some people don’t know how to shop.
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Whaaaat?
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Let’s wrap our minds around the idea of someone actually applying for a patent for water soluble panties in a can.
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They’re right. I love cats… but I do not love that. Not even close.
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I had to laugh at this advertisement the other day.
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Interesting? Yes.
More attractive? Probably not.
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But I can think of quite a few people who deserve this home baked treat.
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It’s a shame chokecherries are bitter and nearly impossible to eat…
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Because our tree is just loaded with them this year.
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But speaking of eating…. when your neighbors start dumping tons of veggies on your doorstep because no one ever grows a few zucchini? Try this:
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Slice, dip in beaten egg, then Italian breadcrumbs, lightly fry in olive oil and serve with lemon herb aioli. Fabulous!
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In other news, the turkeys are still here and my husband is still chasing them.
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I’m laughing because he was about to lose his pants running after them. (Don’t tell him I posted this, I’d never hear the end of it.) And while I normally think the daily chasing is ridiculous as well as fruitless…. you’re not going to out stubborn a wild turkey …. those little bastards have eaten every single one of our blueberries this year. On all 7 bushes! And that means no blueberry pie, no blueberry coffee cake, no pancakes or muffins. Damn their feathered souls!
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I watched the White Sox beat the Yankees on the Field of Dreams the other night. (That’s Kevin Costner in the photo.) I’m an unapologetic sucker for that movie. Never been able to watch it without thinking of my father and crying like a baby.
If I’m ever in Iowa? I am damn sure going to Dyersville and walking through that corn.
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