Yes, that's what he calls it and has been calling it since that fateful night in 2008 when a friend of a friend showed him a google photo of some Maine forest or cliff or lobster. We still don't really know what it was, but it set off a love affair in Manu's heart for "the Maine," and I haven't heard the end of it since. Finally, this year I decided to be a good wife and take him to THE MAINE...
He was so excited, taking pictures along the highway of any sign that said "Maine" and when we pulled up to our B&B, The Inn at St. John, he squeezed my arm and said, "I can't believe I'm finally in the Maine." It was so cute I can't even stand it.
Shipyard, and a bowl of clam chowder. I'm partial, being from Boston and all, but the Gilbert's Chowder House version was excellent.
Portland Public Market House, which has tons of great local food vendors.
We couldn't spend a day in Portland without getting a lobster roll, so that night we went out to the happening Portland Lobster Company, where there was a live band, people dancing barefoot and tons of bright red lobsters going by.
The next morning we left Portland to take a walk along the shores of the scenic Fort Williams Park in Cape Elizabeth where you can admire the beautiful Portland Head Light. I love how quintessentially New England it is.Kettle Cove Creamery was on my radar since investigating where to go in Portland and Cape Elizabeth days earlier. It's been an institution for over 30 years and they make all the ice cream there. My staple, a mint chocolate chip cone, was the perfect way to end our little Maine jaunt.
Have you been to "the Maine?"