While standing in the checkout line at the supermarket (one of my least favorite things to do these days--and, something I try not to do too much with all the locally grown goodness around me), I spied a bright orange, slightly-larger-than-pocket-size magazine entitled eat maine. And, I'm so glad I did.
Compiled by the staff of Maine Magazine, the book is a great guide to on- and off-the-beaten-path places to eat in Maine. It includes "A Lists" for several things, including: lobster rolls, beer, burgers, ice cream, cupcakes and potatoes (Ha! to my husband who denies Maine's rich potato heritage -- he likes to think they all come from Idaho. But, it ain't so.)
Anyhow, if you are a Maine-r or coming to Maine, I highly recommend this guide. I've got some pages turned down of places I plan to hit. And, once you read it, you'll want to become a fan (Eat Maine) --and perhaps even follow these folks on twitter (@eataroundmaine).
I'm a Maine-r. Or, at least I like to think I am. True locals will argue differently simply because I wasn't born in Maine -- I'm "from away" they say. Whatever. It is crystal clear to me that I was born to live in Maine. Here's the catch. I fell in love with someone who really is "from away". So, I spend big chunks of time in a place very far from where I call home. But, I'm trying to bloom where planted, as they say. I'm trying to foster a simple (or at least a little simpler than some), reasonably wholesome and creative life for my family whether we're here or there. And, well, since you stopped here at my blog, you get to explore this craziness with me.