A Maine Event, Part 3

One of the delights of Maine was all the good food we found there, even though they're all about lobster, and we're vegetarians.  So get your salivary glands going; for this installation, we're taking a tour of the food we found in Maine!

We start with flatbread at the "Fresh" restaurant, featuring locally grown foods, in Camden, Maine. Husband was happy with his order.

I ordered a mixed veggies and goat cheese dish.  Other than the asparagus being a wee bit woody, it was delicious.

Okay, so this was not a restaurant offering.  We bought groceries on the way to our cabin, and blueberry peanut butter toast was just the thing I craved, the evening we arrived.  There was something about those blue Crate and Barrel dishes at the cabin that made everything look delicious, and gourmet.

Again, from our cabin fare: shredded wheat, bananas and blueberries makes a great way to start the day as you sit in a chair and look out over a calm sea with a sailboat glistening in the sunshine out there.

Our cabin featured carpenter ants, diligently chewing away near the front door and leaving little things that looked like wood shavings. We told the landlady, and she was on it in a trice. She called in the pest control folk, and sent us off for the day with a promise to pay for a meal out. After a vigorous hike, we did go to the "2 Cats" restaurant in Bar Harbor, well reputed for good food.  My order was poached eggs on polenta with spicy potatoes and spinach. They brought that with a nasturtium.

Husband ordered scrambled eggs with feta, a biscuit with strawberry butter, and spicy potatoes. Again, the nasturtium came along for the fun.  It was a pretty good brunch.

But our best food was at the Bar Harbor Inn. I didn't get a photo of our first meal there, which was a lunch out on the lawn overlooking Frenchman Bay. They served us delicious mozzarella and tomato on foccacia sandwiches.  They were heavenly!

Then, for our anniversary dinner we went back, and ordered the wild mushroom ravioli with grilled artichokes and a lovely sauce.  Aren't the stripey raviolis interesting?  It was delicious.

But I save the best for last. The blueberry pie at the Bar Harbor Inn was the best thing EVER!!!  I had been off sugar for over a year, but it was worth breaking that sugar fast for this pie. We think that Mainers mistakenly call them blueberries, as they look and taste like our huckleberries from the Northwest. Whatever the name, those berries were delectable. I am thankful for taste buds!