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Operation dinner out.

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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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Mainers really hate Red’s.

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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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A little of this.. and a whole lot of nothing.

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This is an aerial shot of my little Maine town and I dare you to say it’s not a beautiful place to live.

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This is Lord Dudley Mountcatten and he’s a bit of a goober.

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He could tuck his tail beside him, or move farther down the window to accommodate its length…. but does he? No.

Because he’s a goober.

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Our neighbor and his two teenage boys came over last weekend and ended up at the man cave pool table. Poor kids, my husband and their father were both telling them how to play and they couldn’t have been more confused.

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Does Lord Dudley need a Princess Leia donut hairdo wig?

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The answer is no.

But his mother is seriously considering the Storm Trooper catnip mice….

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Because, come on… what’s not to love?

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Random nonsense around the house…

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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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