Foraging

We got out early to head for town and enjoy some breakfast. Well, we weren't exactly up early in this time zone so we missed breakfast and decided to go for lunch. Alas, waking at 11am and taking several hours to get organized it was slightly late for that too. Perhaps we can be excused, since this is the first time we've slept two nights in the same city since leaving sweet sis in San Diego. Our departure from this cozy room happened promptly at 4:30pm. The people of Bar Harbor didn't mind at all, though the sun was completely uncooperative. In the waning light we stopped to enjoy the magnificent fall leaves, many of which had already fallen in the cold wind.

After receiving a celebratory call on our cell from dear Doris whose new green CRV will soon roll into Santa Barbara courtesy of her loving family, we prowled the streets looking for better lobster than our first fun meal in town last night. This time we tried Plan B: consulting the AAA tour book we lugged from home, and chose Maggie's. We walked completely around it and got directions three times. We were tempted to feel silly for having so much trouble, when one of the locals confessed to having taken three years to find it. "I thawht it was an apahhtment!" he exclaimed. One clue that might help you, the green sign out front (a block up from the waterfront) says "No Boat Parking." I enjoy contemplating the story that preceded the installation of that sign.

Let me tell you, it was worth the walk in a bracing Maine wind. Fabulous salad with fresh beets from their garden. Best lobster crepes you could possibly imagine. Being cold, hungry and disappointed by last night's crustacean after months of anticipation, we had been imagining quite intensely! We want to engineer Maggie meeting our favorite gourmet cook Nancy Oster, and Maggie liked the idea of a winter excursion when we mentioned it. For dessert, Maggie recommended the Indian Pudding and Apple something. We had both! I'm smiling all over again. :)

So tomorrow's weather is supposed to be good, and we might make the quick flight up to the intersection of Maine and New Brunswick, just for bragging rights on having flown from the southwest to northeast tips of the USA. Oh, and a glimpse of Canada, eh? Then south along the coast to gawk at some places we've heard tell of like Kennebunkport, Martha's Vineyard and Portland before landing to meet Dad who arrived by airline tonight at Uncle Ed's in Waterbury.

Up, up, and away!