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Montsweag Farm

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Next to one of my husband’s favorite summertime flea markets there was an old farmhouse.

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Which was turned into a family restaurant…

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Which went downhill over the years and became a rough and tumble biker bar called the Montsweag Roadhouse.

Now? It’s undergone another transformation and has become the Montsweag Farmhouse restaurant.

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Its a nice place to stop for a drink when you’re cruising up (or down as the case may be) Route 1.

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We’ve had quite a few meals here but never know what to expect. Sometimes it’s good, other times not. On this particular day I started with an interesting cocktail.

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The apple barn spritz.

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For lunch? An anemic Caesar salad for me and a horrible bowl of French Onion soup the husband ending up sending back.

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He switched to the mussels which he didn’t really enjoy either.

Bean sprouts on mussels? Just.. no.

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I moved on to a very tart cranberry margarita…

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And the vegetable risotto with sautéed garlic greens which was divine.

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Rich, creamy and very flavorful.

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The husband ended with a really nice blueberry crumble for dessert… and the fact that I tried to cut through the ramekin thinking it was a crust speaks to how potent my drinks were.

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In case you’re wondering where the word Montsweag originated.

It’s Maine. We have lots of Native American names.

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An Apple a day keeps the westerns away…

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Though I’m not a big tv person, I do love a good original series and am currently watching a slew of them on HBO, Starz and Showtime at night.

But when my husband is knee deep in old westerns and my eyes are starting to cross from reading too much during the day… I pull out my screen magnifier and stream Apple TV on my phone. ( because our internet service is too slow to stream from the tv without that annoying buffering )

I’m thrilled that Ted Lasso is back!

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But oy! Completely heartbroken this will be the final season.

I’ve seen The Morning Show (loved it) and The Last Days of Ptolemy Grey ( liked it) , and just started Shrinking (which is touching and a hoot at the same time).

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So if there any Apple TV people out there, what other shows do you recommend?

Should I try Severance ?

I’ve heard good things.

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The birthday dinner.

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The day after my husband’s birthday, when his dental pain and swelling was greatly reduced, we celebrated his birthday at a lovely waterfront restaurant on the mid coast.

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Did we enjoy a nice table with a water view?

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No. We sat at the bar because my husband loves nothing more than striking up a conversation with random people he neither knows nor will ever see again.

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It wouldn’t have been my choice, but it is closer to the alcohol so I don’t complain too loudly.

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First cocktail? Summer Thyme… which is still a long way off in Maine, but delightfully crisp all the same.

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Husbands appetizer? Butternut squash soup.

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I went with the herbed truffle fries with Parmesan thinking it would be a small nibble and not the massive plate I was served. Needless to say three quarters of it went home with me. Second cocktail was a lovely Basil Limeade.

By this time the restaurant was packed and the kitchen was slammed. Waiting for our entrees meant cocktail number three. I chose the white sangria but was disappointed with the mixed on the spot over fruited glass of wine. Sangria must be mixed and let to sit so it absorbs all the flavors. Boo to number three.

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My chosen meal was the duck sausage with mushroom, homemade ziti and Marsala crème sauce. It was fabulous. As was the pear martini.

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Husband went with the shrimp scampi which was also wonderful with freshly made pasta and a rich garlicky sauce.

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In case you’re wondering, the name of the restaurant is the Water Street Kitchen and Bar and it’s located in what is commonly known as the prettiest village in Maine… Wiscasset.

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We’ve been coming here for years, though it’s previous incarnation was Le Garage. Because back in the early 1900’s? It really was an automotive repair shop, hence the original sliding doors.

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As seen from the water side.

If you’re in the area, drop by. But make a reservation if you want a table, it’s a popular place.

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Assorted nonsense.

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I saw this on a passing vehicle the other day and I have to admit on first glance my mind went to a bad place…

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And while I’ve never even considered moving to New Mexico?

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A want ad like that could change my mind.

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For all the clueless seafood consumers out there. Always choose the pink scallops.

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And finally… is it me? Or is this hat mannequin I saw at a vintage clothing shop a little too happy?

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Who knew?

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Every once in a while I check my email and get a surprise.

Not the good…hear from an old friend, winning lottery ticket… kind of surprise, no.

But something surprising all the same.

Who sent it? I neither know, nor care to find out.

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This guy performed an African elongation ritual and got ridiculous results.

Him and his hot wife went to Kenya a couple of years ago only to discover that native plants gave every local humongous penises.

The Maasai tribe, renowned in the scientific community for their unique 16 inches dongs and their well protected elongation method, gave this dude an extra 3 inches in the first few weeks after.
No wonder Porn stars are being put to shame.

Impressed by the results, he became friends with a few of the elders of the tribe and managed to learn their secrets while performing the ritual a couple extra times, with the same incredible results.

He stopped at 9,2 inches.

Just be responsible with this delicate info.

This ritual has created some monsters since it has been reproduced – around 112,000 to be more precise.

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After reading it, laughing about it and deciding to post it… I searched Google images for an appropriate photo of the aforementioned Maasai tribes people to accompany my blog.

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Does the email content explain why this person is happily jumping for joy?

You be the judge.

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Bellying up at the Pig.

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The husband and I were on our way home from a sad visit with his elderly uncle the other day when he surprised me with the offer to stop at one of my favorite watering holes.

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I say it was a surprise because while I love The Blind Pig and their creative pours, hubby isn’t a fan of their food and never wants to visit.

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Empty.. since it was the middle of the afternoon in the middle of the week, I dove right in.

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First up? A blackberry vanilla martini.

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The speed at which it disappeared literally raised my husband’s eyebrows.

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And while we weren’t there for a meal we did order a few nibbles. Barbecue wings for the husband, which he enjoyed despite his misgivings about the kitchen.

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And a massive plate of what turned out to be fabulously fresh and juicy chicken fingers for moi. I could only get halfway through the plate but they were so good they even made my other half agree he may have to reverse his ban on eating here.

Oh, cocktail #2?

A crisp and delightful pear mojito.

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Corn star.

Lawyers, guns and money.

Even the drink list will make you smile.

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While I could have happily sat there and drank all day, my final libation was a strawberry rhubarb margarita. Tasty, but honestly a bit too sweet for me.

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Pardon their typo at the end. With the quality of cocktails, I’m surprised the typist made it that far without errors.

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If you’re ever in Gardiner, Maine drop by.

You won’t be disappointed.

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