But I’m more than happy to be uncomfortable if it means getting rid of that awful dusty rose nightmare with which the previous owners of our house chose to cover the floors.
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I’ve hated it for way too long and can’t wait to see it go.
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I elected not to completely strip our closet. They said they can wiggle the poles without having to cut seams.
Did I mention Otto’s By The River was a funky little restaurant?
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I think their furniture proves it.
But aside from lovely cocktails and the owner trying to make my husband vomit (see previous Otto post), the reason we’ll go back is the food.
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My crab dip was literally one of the best I’ve ever had… and I love crab. I’ve had a few.
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The husband’s butternut squash soup? Thick, hearty and a meal unto itself.
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Butterfly pea tea lemonade? Tasty and pretty.
I forgot to photograph my chicken Caesar wrap but it was equally as good as the special my husband plowed through.
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A perfectly cooked venison filet with mushroom and caramelized onions, garlic mashed and green beans. To say we were too full for dessert is an understatement, we positively waddled out the door.
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Next to this fabulous building.
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It was a post office, then a state government admin site … but now it’s for sale. A developer is thinking of making it into condos that would go for $750k each.
Must be nice.
But hey, for that price at least you get a great view of the sturgeon.
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Though not all of them look thrilled at the prospect.
When the husband and I had moved as much of the bedroom furniture as we could without help, we called for help.
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And a local friend came over to assist in the ‘make room for new carpet’ clear out.
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Navigating our two narrow hallways with 90 degree turns isn’t easy.
Did I mention the weather was not cooperating?
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This is Maine. Older homes don’t have central air and our house isn’t set up for heat pumps.. not unless we installed 5 of them, which is not happening. Our window units only cool certain rooms and only down to a certain level of comfort. With the outdoor temperature at 104 degrees, moving furniture was not comfortable.
We discovered a new restaurant last week that is definitely going on our ‘must return’ list.
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Located in downtown Augusta, Maine’s capital… but nowhere near most attractive city.
There’s been a rejuvenation movement in the old section of town for the past few years. New businesses remodeling old buildings, fresh plantings… and most importantly, whimsically painted sturgeon.
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Otto’s was indeed by the river.
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And if it hadn’t been so hot we might have sat outside.
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This is a fun and quirky place.
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And though the main dining room was closed for lunch, we had no trouble bellying up to the bar.
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One fabulous summer sangria in…
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We were enjoying the vibe and chatting with the owner’s sister who was mixing drinks.
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Before long the owner came over with menus, and seeing that my husband was drinking beer… asked him if he wanted this little bit of ale that was just poured. They only have bottles and cans, nothing on tap… he said it was just the extra that would otherwise be tossed.
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Never one to turn down free beer, my spouse took a large swig… and almost threw up.
Turns out it was the olive juice the bartender was using for dirty martinis
Omg. I’m sorry… but I laughed.
I laughed hard.
The poor owner was beside himself apologizing and felt terrible. He was worried we’d leave a bad review and never come back.
Sadly I don’t pay extra for Apple News, so if you need to know why Fido’s poop is pointing north? You’re on your own. My algorithms already hate me, I don’t need more excrement suggestions.
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Of course she did.
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If one of them is a nice leather hobo with exterior pockets, watch out. I may be scouting you for future harvest.
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I’m not sure I want to know what Lord Dudley Mountcatten is thinking. I have enough trouble sleeping already…
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I have never felt the urge to loose my bowels upon bookstore entry..
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The bathroom is the one and only place I don’t read… so I don’t actually get it.
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