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Delizioso!

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A new Sicilian restaurant opened recently and you know we were all over that.

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Small and unassuming, it was packed tight with hungry customers and upon entry we were asked if we had a reservation.

For lunch.

On a Tuesday.

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We didn’t, but happily snagged the last two seats at the bar…. which is where my husband always wants to sit anyway.

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The Limoncello spritz was lovely and fit the decor perfectly.

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My arincini was too die for. Light, pillowy and perfectly prepared. The bread was freshly baked and the husband’s meatballs were juicy and correctly spiced.

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The husband had –

Canneloni Al Forno
Lacinato Kale + House Ricotta + Marinara + Mozzarella + Pecorino + Lemon Zest.

It was light and flavorful and even though it contained the devil’s weed… I liked it.

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I opted for –

Porcini Marsala*
Local Wild Mushrooms + Pecorino + Pistachio + Thyme + Busiate Pasta.

Which was absolutely divine. The flavor was amazing…rich and layered.

This place may be small and hard to get in, but we’ll definitely be back.

Yum!

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Antique teeth, weird beer, and a dead parrot.

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The husband and I visited an indoor flea market housed in an old mill recently.

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No, that’s not a rifle.

It’s an antique vacuum cleaner.

Sigh.

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A definite pass right there.

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After browsing, we dropped in to our local pub for lunch where I tried a very strange beer.

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Have you ever had a half frozen, smoothie sour ale?

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It was utterly bizarre. But tasty.

Thick and creamy are not usually adjectives I use to describe beer… but it’s a whole new world when it comes to brewing these days.

And yes, my patty melt was divine as well.

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I don’t know if this is true.

But I certainly hope so.

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Yes, I tried another Facebook recipe the other day.

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And yes…

I was disappointed.

Again.

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Random nonsense.

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Spring is just around the corner and though the temps are still cool in Maine, 90% of our snow is gone.

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Of course that doesn’t stop His Royal Highness from finding the one batch left in a shady corner and getting stuck in the middle of it.

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And since the snow has melted?

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten was rolling.

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In some stinky fallen bird seed and loving every messy minute of it.

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Needless to say he got a thorough brushing and wipe down before re-entering the house.

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Eggs.

It literally hurts to buy them these days. $9.09 for a dozen, $12.75 for 18.

Damn.

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The husband and I took full advantage of this primo parking spot at the grocery store the other day. Hell, with what they’re charging for eggs they should offer valet service too.

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Easter is coming.

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You’re welcome.

( hollow out eggs and mix filling with above ingredients )

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What we could take, but probably won’t… part one.

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As you know, we have a few antiques and collectibles in the man cave/Barn Mahal.

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These WWII posters greet you on entry.

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But we know how old they are and how much they’re worth.

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We have a dedicated WWII corner with ration books and various ephemera as well.

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We could take the old Victorian stereoscopic viewer and cards.

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Or the quite large handmade model biplane.

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The husband has all kinds of oddities…

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From left to right –

Montamower, vacuum cleaner, wagon wheel jack.

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And a table of assorted torture devices tools… but are they Antique Roadshow worthy?

I don’t know.

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News you can’t use.

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Because all the other news is insane these days.

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Note to self – do not ask a Great White to say cheese.

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I don’t know why it’s a thing, but I do know it’s one of the myriad reasons I’m not on Tik Tok.

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At this point I don’t think that qualifies as news.

Or anything new for that matter.

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Is she surprised? Even the best birth control is only 98% effective.

Do the math.

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I so need this emoji.

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A completely reasonable response.

Ice cream theft should not be tolerated.

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Herb Alpert, veggie margaritas and Christians who can’t spell.

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A rare photo of Lord Dudley Mountcatten walking in the snow a few weeks ago.

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That winter stroll lasted all of two minutes. His Lordship does not like cold feet. 🥶

If you’re a vinyl collector like me, you’ve flipped through endless stacks of records in flea markets and antique stores looking for an elusive LP. More often than not what you find is Herb Alpert. Specifically, the Whipped Cream album. Seriously, it’s everywhere.

If you can relate to that frustration, this next bit is for you.

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Lord Dudley likes to watch television. And the other night he came running into the living when he heard a bald eagle screech.

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To say he was fascinated is an understatement.

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No. Just… no.

I love my margaritas but refuse to add beets.

Blech!

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Misspellings annoy me. Which is why I joined a funny group on Facebook called the Grammar Police where people share photos of grammatical blunders.

I posted this recently.

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Screenshot

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It was immediately removed.

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I thought it was funny.

Apparently, they didn’t.

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Maine’s idea of a good time.

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Maine winters can be long, and out here in the country you take your entertainment where you can find it.

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Often times, that’s on a frozen river.

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Smelt, a small oily fish people enjoy fried…

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… run thus time of year and intrepid Mainers set up ice fishing shacks.

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Sitting in a plywood box in sub zero temps staring at a hole in the ice isn’t my idea of a good time.

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But to each their own.

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