Fo-ahg

It's Thursday morning and we just had breakfast at Maddy's again. Mike wasn't there today. J And Elle are out Salt water pottery shopping and I'm updating the blog.

Yesterday was foggy. ALL DAY!
So we shifted our schedule since the views and sights were no where to be seen. We started our day heading north toward the Bar Harbor brewery. I wanted to pick-up a case of the Real Ale. They have tasting's every half hour but we didn't partake... I knew what I wanted. We also picked up a bottle opener I'll mount on the back porch at home.

From the brewery we headed over to the Sweet Pea winery. The only winery on the island. Here we did some tasting's. A young French man poured our wine and gave us the skinny on the wine's. We didn't like the fruit wines which we typically don't like anyways.
The wine was good not great so we picked up a few of the white and merlot.

Onto the Abbey museum. A small Native American museum in the park. Elle bolted in and started to stare at the diarama's. She really took to the museum and the gift shop. There wasn't a ton to see so we left and headed home.

Not far from us is a sign for homemade soaps. Elle had nodded off in the car so J decided to lengthen her nap by stopping in and seeing what they had. A cute small shop in nestled into a wooden area on the grounds of a much larger house was the soap shop. J picked up a few things and raved about the shop and how great it was inside.

At home we settled in for a bit to get ready for dinner. We went across the harbor to Thurston's Lobster pound to "rough it". Outside of Thurston's are giant steamers and boilers. We ordered and found seats on the lower pier. Elle made new friend while we were waiting for dinner. His name was Gabe and he and his folks came from Now York state. Gabe was 3 and chatted up a storm. I think they were crushing on each other. J snapped a pic of them but it was tough since Gabe was a ball of energy and wasn't able to stand still.

My steamers came and then my lobstah. The landlubber's (Elle & J) got a hot dog and a chicken sandwich. Elle and J played with my empty clams shells. As J told Elle to get her attention "this is an early form of playing blocks, just like the Native Americans used to do". I gave J credit for her on the fly completely made-up folk lore.

After dinner we went into SW Harbor and got ice cream. The owner loved Elle she picked her right up and started to show her the ice cream and see which flavor Elle wanted. She was going to bring Elle behind the counter to make the cone but Elle reached for Mommy. We hung outside the shop eating our dessert listening to live music coming from the pub across the street. A few Jimmy Buffet cover's.

We watched the movie "Flika" at home. Another late night but it seems to help Elle sleep the night.

Today. We are heading over to Little Cranberry Island to walk the small island and then have dinner at Isleford Dock. One our most favorite places to eat on the planet.
J and I had a memorable dinner there the first time we came here years ago. Tonight we'll share it with Elle.

Maine word of the day:

Shuck- To divest clams of their inards.

Later,