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Mine Oyster

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Mine Oyster is an oceanfront restaurant in Boothbay Harbor, Maine.

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It’s large, two storied with multiple dining rooms, a raw bar and a dance floor. …

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There are three outdoor seating areas. If you’ve been here before, you know to walk upstairs, take a right, and find the door behind the bar.

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It’s rustic, but has the best views in the harbor.

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Ahhh…

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Summer, on the coast of Maine.

It doesn’t get much better than this.

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We hadn’t been to the Oyster for a while so we were thrilled to see the new, improved and much enlarged menu(s).

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Blueberry mojito?

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Don’t mind if I do.

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Mine Oyster’s food used to be alright, but nothing rave worthy. Thankfully that’s changed.

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Our appetizers of herb butter basted grilled scallops on saffron creamed corn with crispy prosciutto as well as the jerk shrimp with hot honey were… in a word… amazing.

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Tequila sunrise? Why not.

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Along with the stunning views…

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Came my husband’s lobster with saffron cream and fresh basil over fettuccini. Ooh la la! Rich, decadent and divine.

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For me? A right regular fry up done to perfection. Clams and jumbo shrimp with batter as light and crisp as the ocean air.

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If you’re ever in the area… make a beeline here.

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Because it’s a Harley.

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Yes, the Harley is still for sale at too high a price.

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People stop and look but we’ve had no serious offers.

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I think my husband secretly wants to keep it and just enjoys talking about it to the people who stop.

This guy was very interested…

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Until he tried to start it and the (new, damn it!) battery was dead.

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Husband tried to jump it with a charger… but no dice.

Way to kill a sale Harley.

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Taking the cat for a walk. Or rather, a roll.

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We have almost 3 acres of carefully tended mown lawn. So naturally when I take Lord Dudley Mountcatten outside, he heads straight for the barren patch of dirt under our bird feeders.

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Yes, the bird viewing is up close and personal there…

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But the main reason is he likes to roll.

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The birds eat there. As do the woodchucks, the raccoons, the ducks, the fox and the deer.

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So many good stinky smells in which to cover himself.

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Sigh.

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Because Boothbay Harbor is always a good idea…

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On a beautiful summer day, I like to head for the coast.

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And my coast of choice is usually Boothbay Harbor.

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Traditionally it was a fishing village….

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Now it’s tourist heaven.

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But it’s still beautiful and I still love it.

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The footbridge had a facelift, so we strolled across.

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Boothbay is one of those places you just need to stand still…

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And say ahh….

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It’s quintessentially Maine.

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And even with wind blown hair…

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It makes me smile.

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Work continues… slowly.

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When my husband first started tearing down the old porch he hoped to save some of the original frame.

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Some of the original wood came off easily, some required gentle coercion.

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I’m not quite sure what went on here…

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When my husband is working a project, I find it safer not to ask.

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New framing meets old.

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In jigsaw like pieces apparently.

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten has been very curious where all the noise is coming from, so I took him out for a stroll to check the progress.

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Naturally he found the old dryer vent hole and had to investigate.

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Rhodies

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Our rhododendrons finally popped.

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At least on the front side where my husband didn’t butcher them with the shears.

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For a sheer burst of color they’re hard to beat.

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And I’m not the only one who loves them.

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Giant bumblebees swarm ever them all day long…

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And it does my heart good to see their little legs covered in pollen.

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Long live the bees!

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🐝🐝🐝

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