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A Kayak Named Canoe

May 18, 2018

Maine has such a good vibe… When I sat down to write this Nutshell I had to scroll back through my photos to remember exactly what has happened, where we went, what we ate, and where I left my brain these past few weeks.

Old Orchard Beach, the town where we’re living, is about 30 minutes South of Portland. A little further South is the town of Biddeford (Bid-ee-ferd) that is the new up and coming place to watch. Currently, it sports plenty of vacant storefronts for rent and a very quiet little downtown, but man there are some amazing businesses moving in and revitalizing the scene.Tony and I went to breakfast in Biddeford at Rover Bagel, a cozy, wood-fired bagel and pizza place that is by FAR the most amazing bagel I’ve had in my life. Growing up in the midwest I’d become accustomed to a bagel being a rubbery, tasteless ring of dough that served as no more than a vehicle to get cream cheese to my mouth with. But THIS bagel… It is the god of bagels. I’d like to nominate the wood-fired bagel of Rover bagel for president in the 2020 election. I don’t think there would be much competition.Adding to Biddeford’s charm is the fact that it’s an easy, four-mile bike ride away from us and right at the entrance of town is Banded Brewing, a brewery in an almost warehouse-like space that somehow gives off a charismatic and alluring vibe while being completely down to earth. Tony and I biked in one night and spent the evening chatting with the bartender, drinking IPA and a wicked, delicious, champagne, mixed fermentation ale that is a 10.5%/ and I can’t get enough of it. I must say I don’t miss the Utah beer scene one bit.

And how about Cape Elizabeth? Fort Williams Park is the place you must go to really feel like you’ve experienced Maine. Kept up by the town of Cape Elizabeth the park is a sprawling beauty of grassy hills that run into a rocky beach where the waves come lapping in. The Portland Headlight Lighthouse is here and on a foggy day, the waves crashing against the rocks and the light splitting through the fog makes you catch your breath in awe.On a sunny day, the water is like blue glass, sparkling and gorgeous, and you can explore the ruins of the old Forts while looking out over the Atlantic. The food truck Bite Into Maine can be found here during the summer and if you can wait through the line you’ll find yourself with the best lobster roll around. A butter toasted bun, fresh, cold lobster meat with mayo or warm butter will be handed out through the window to you. You can eat it with the ocean breeze on your cheeks and drink a Moxie (The original coke) and just wonder how on earth your life got to be so good. Watch out for Jeremy, the pesky, giant seagull. He will swoop in and steal a lobster roll from under your nose without a moment’s hesitation.

Now, about that Canoe… Tony and I had been planning to get a canoe since we’d decided we were going to Maine. Tony had been scouring craigslist and one day I come home to find a 16-foot kayak in our house. It barely fit and was so long we couldn’t get it around to the backyard. Turns out, after some research and getting up close and personal to the giant waves and rocky coast, a kayak is a much better option if you like to stay afloat in the frigid water. We’d been talking about getting a canoe for so long we kept referring to the kayak as a canoe and thus it was christened… And now along with our bikes, we’ll be toting a giant kayak named canoe across the country with us. This will afford many more great stories I’m sure.

But since this is a “working vacation” if you will, I’ve found a job at an amazing little Italian Bistro in Portland. It’s called Blue Spoon and stepping through the door I felt like I had found my people. The line cooks cheerfully razz each other, yelling “hot pan Fredo!” to the dishwasher who cheerful clangs the pans and pots together in a sing-song. My first night had me whipping egg yolks and oil into aioli, we blanched fiddleheads and served them on grilled cheese, risotto with sherry came flying off the line and we topped it with an insurmountable pile of fresh parmesan… And I just know, this place is where I’m meant to be

To Be Continued…

May 18, 2018

Maine has such a good vibe… When I sat down to write this Nutshell I had to scroll back through my photos to remember exactly what has happened, where we went, what we ate, and where I left my brain these past few weeks.

Old Orchard Beach, the town where we’re living, is about 30 minutes South of Portland. A little further South is the town of Biddeford (Bid-ee-ferd) that is the new up and coming place to watch. Currently, it sports plenty of vacant storefronts for rent and a very quiet little downtown, but man there are some amazing businesses moving in and revitalizing the scene.

Tony and I went to breakfast in Biddeford at Rover Bagel, a cozy, wood-fired bagel and pizza place that is by FAR the most amazing bagel I’ve had in my life. Growing up in the midwest I’d become accustomed to a bagel being a rubbery, tasteless ring of dough that served as no more than a vehicle to get cream cheese to my mouth with. But THIS bagel… It is the god of bagels. I’d like to nominate the wood-fired bagel of Rover bagel for president in the 2020 election. I don’t think there would be much competition.

Adding to Biddeford’s charm is the fact that it’s an easy, four-mile bike ride away from us and right at the entrance of town is Banded Brewing, a brewery in an almost warehouse-like space that somehow gives off a charismatic and alluring vibe while being completely down to earth. Tony and I biked in one night and spent the evening chatting with the bartender, drinking IPA and a wicked, delicious, champagne, mixed fermentation ale that is a 10.5%/ and I can’t get enough of it. I must say I don’t miss the Utah beer scene one bit.

And how about Cape Elizabeth? Fort Williams Park is the place you must go to really feel like you’ve experienced Maine. Kept up by the town of Cape Elizabeth the park is a sprawling beauty of grassy hills that run into a rocky beach where the waves come lapping in. The Portland Headlight Lighthouse is here and on a foggy day, the waves crashing against the rocks and the light splitting through the fog makes you catch your breath in awe.

On a sunny day, the water is like blue glass, sparkling and gorgeous, and you can explore the ruins of the old Forts while looking out over the Atlantic. The food truck Bite Into Maine can be found here during the summer and if you can wait through the line you’ll find yourself with the best lobster roll around. A butter toasted bun, fresh, cold lobster meat with mayo or warm butter will be handed out through the window to you. You can eat it with the ocean breeze on your cheeks and drink a Moxie (The original coke) and just wonder how on earth your life got to be so good. Watch out for Jeremy, the pesky, giant seagull. He will swoop in and steal a lobster roll from under your nose without a moment’s hesitation.

Now, about that Canoe… Tony and I had been planning to get a canoe since we’d decided we were going to Maine. Tony had been scouring craigslist and one day I come home to find a 16-foot kayak in our house. It barely fit and was so long we couldn’t get it around to the backyard. Turns out, after some research and getting up close and personal to the giant waves and rocky coast, a kayak is a much better option if you like to stay afloat in the frigid water. We’d been talking about getting a canoe for so long we kept referring to the kayak as a canoe and thus it was christened… And now along with our bikes, we’ll be toting a giant kayak named canoe across the country with us. This will afford many more great stories I’m sure.

But since this is a “working vacation” if you will, I’ve found a job at an amazing little Italian Bistro in Portland. It’s called Blue Spoon and stepping through the door I felt like I had found my people. The line cooks cheerfully razz each other, yelling “hot pan Fredo!” to the dishwasher who cheerful clangs the pans and pots together in a sing-song. My first night had me whipping egg yolks and oil into aioli, we blanched fiddleheads and served them on grilled cheese, risotto with sherry came flying off the line and we topped it with an insurmountable pile of fresh parmesan… And I just know, this place is where I’m meant to be.

To Be Continued…

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