After a long day of driving around the island, visiting all the tiny towns sprinkled across the coast, we were tired and hungry. Down the mountain we came, back into Bar Harbor to change clothes and find some grub.
I want to learn how to make these hats.
Specifically the one that looks like a fish consuming a human head.
This is the Quarterdeck, the restaurant we ate at our first night in Bar Harbor.
This particular evening we decided to check out a local lobster pound. It’s not like the ones you’ll see on the side of the road. Like I stated before, Bar Harbor is a very touristy town. I loved it and want to go back, but you need to know that before going there. Don’t worry, it’s nothing along the lines of Branson or Gatlinburg. They know what their market is though.
This is Stewman’s Downtown.
Kevin and I have this thing where we try the spinach and artichoke dip at every restaurant we visit. Whenever they don’t have that, we’ll sometimes go for the crab dip. And if you’re a restaurant that doesn’t have dip, you aren’t worth my time.
At Stewman’s we started with their seafood dip.
It was creamy and cheesy and dreamy and…mmm. I don’t remember what Kevin had that night, but he thinks it was the lazy lobster. I was slacking on my photographer responsibilities. Can you blame me though? I had a roasting pan full of Prince Edward Island mussels to dig into.
As my mother would say, we left that place “fuller’n'a dog tick.” True.
After dinner we headed back up the street to where we parked (a little church’s parking lot) and I spotted something. Can you see it?
The moose. Do you see it?
Let’s talk about this moose. I loved him. Though I’ve never been to Alaska, so much of Maine reminded me of what I have seen of Alaska on TV and in movies. I’m a huge fan of Northern Exposure (even though I was all of 9-years-old when that show went off the air; last fall I rented the entire series from Netflix and watched the show while I designed my save-the-dates and later my invitations) and anything about life in Alaska. For years during high school and a little while after I planned on completing my education degree and moving to Alaska to teach. And make bank. And live alone in a cabin in the woods like a real pioneer. All while freezing my tiny tookus off and spending a fortune on delicacies–like bread. So anyways, Maine was exciting for me because it’s a little like Alaska, only on the east coast.
Sadly, I didn’t see one solitary moose on our honeymoon. Hrmph. That’s why I liked this guy so much.
I cannot, for the life of me, think of a better place for us to have taken our honeymoon. The food was fabulous the entire time. Everywhere we went. And all the places we visited had incredible scenery. Sigh. I love the Maine coast.
(This was our last full day in Maine. That’s right. It means that tomorrow you have our trek through the abys–I mean, New Brunswick and our arrival in PEI to look forward to. Don’t get too excited.)
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What an adorable little place! I’d love to visit the east coast sometime.
If you ever find a pattern anywhere for the fish-eating-head hat, please, please pass it on! I absolutely love that hat!