Uh…yeah…I’m still here. This whole “being a mother” thing has me a little preoccupied. Emerson is almost 3 months old and still refuses to nap unless it involves my arms, her stroller, her car seat or her Baby Bjorn. And, there must be movement. Lots of movement. I’m working on this by reading every book imaginable about babies and sleep. So, yeah, the blog has been pushed aside, but for very good reasons. I want to make sure my child is getting the rest she needs (and that I get the rest that I need). I’m absolutely amazed at those mothers who can update a blog daily. I consider it accomplishment when I can brush my teeth and cook dinner.
But, enough about my new mom experiences. Let’s talk about our travels since that’s why you are visiting my blog, right? I never finished sharing about our time in Maine. Ah, Maine. Beautiful, beautiful Maine. While our weeks were spent in Camden, our weekend explorations took us to Rockland, Freeport and Bangor.
We checked out Rockland only briefly but it’s a bustling town full of great shopping and a beautiful harbor. Chris and I, however, felt a calling to go a little further south to Freeport, specifically to the L.L. Bean Outlet, the North Face Outlet, the and Patagonia Outlet. It’s the outdoor store mecca!
On our way to Freeport, we drove through Wiscasset, a town we knew nothing about and had little expectation of. We only expected to drive right through it. And, we did, the first time. But as we drove through, we saw a very long line of people standing next to a food stand called Red’s Eats. I Googled it, of course, and learned that this place is famous for its lobster rolls. So famous, in fact, that people have been known to stand in line for over an hour for these rolls. We all know how much I love to eat so any time I learn of a local eating establishment with a great reputation, I’m always intrigued. And, hungry. We stopped at Red’s Eats on our way home. The line was much shorter then. Since we were quickly approaching Emerson’s fussy hours, I stayed in the car with her and Chris went and picked up two lobster rolls to go.
Since I had never had a lobster roll before, I can honestly say it was the best lobster roll I’ve ever had! It was chocked full of lobster meat and comes with a side of melted butter. Seriously, how could it not taste good? And, you know what I learned? Lobster rolls are really messy. I don’t recommend eating them in a car. Be sure to have lots of dish towels and napkins handy otherwise you may have butter-stained clothing. I speak from experience.
Our Freeport shopping trip didn’t result in too many purchases. (Chris is very thankful of this.) I tried on lots of great clothing but then was quickly reminded that one should not try on clothing 8 weeks after giving birth. It’s not fun and those fitting room mirrors are not kind. So, I bought some fabulous flip flops. Those don’t make me look fat.
We also went up to Bangor that weekend and had a lovely lobster boil lunch with friends. This was my first lobster boil gathering. (First boil! First roll! So many firsts!)
Chris and I first had lobster on a date nine years ago. We ordered one to share since we weren’t sure if we’d like it. The waiter brought the lobster to our table and we just stared at it. “Um, how do we eat this?” we asked. The waiter, rolling his eyes, gave us a quick tutorial and walked away. We cracked open the lobster and saw the green stuff and then looked at one another in disgust. We called the waiter back over. “Um, what is this?” He explained and we removed said green stuff from the lobster. For the next 30 minutes, we proceeded to attempt to eat the lobster. We were a mess and clueless. But, it was still tasty.
While we’ve had additional practice since that date, we still didn’t know the proper way of eating lobster. We’d struggle getting the meat out but isn’t that what makes eating lobster fun? I think so. Thankfully, however, our friends gave us an excellent demonstration. I’d like to now state that I consider myself quite proficient at eating lobster. No, seriously, I’m pretty good at it! (I even ate the lobster while wearing Emerson and managed to not spray her with lobster juice or drip butter on her head.) Folks, that’s talent, right there.
It was a beautiful day for a lobster boil, sitting out on our friend’s patio, watching the hummingbirds and having wonderful conversations. (With our friends, not the hummingbirds). Thanks, John and Sydney!
We departed Maine on the Friday that Hurricane Earl was posing threats to the coast. We got out of town just as the clouds rolled in…perfect timing! We headed back to New Hampshire as we had some farm duties to tend to. More on that on the next blog entry…next month. Just kidding. Maybe.