I'll split it up over a few days so it's not text + photo overload all at once. We flew into Portland late on July 15. It's a little surreal flying into a town where you've never been, driving to your hotel in pitch black and waking up the next morning to look out the window and see the ocean!
Portland is a darling New England town. We stayed at the Holiday Inn by the Bay, which saved us a little money but still kept us conveniently close to the water, shops and restaurants in Portland's Old Port. Thursday morning we had breakfast at Marcy's Diner (now infamous because of this). The servers will tell you that the must-try menu item is the diner's grilled muffins. Seeing as how we were in Maine and I'd read all about the state's amazing blueberries, I made it a goal to order blueberry items every chance we got. So one grilled blueberry muffin, please!
After breakfast, we walked the streets that are dotted with lots of local stores, coffee and ice cream shops, and endless restaurants. Oh, I forgot to mention how PERFECT the weather was this day! Clear blue skies, a slight chill in the morning ... oh Maine, you know how to do summer.
I researched the heck out of restaurants before this trip, so I knew that I wanted to make a pitstop at Duckfat, if not just for their fries. We stopped for an early lunch and split a way-too-big order of Belgian fries (fried in duck fat, as the restaurant name implies) served with truffle ketchup and lemon herb mayo -- yum! We also shared a duck confit sandwich per the waiter's recommendation -- it was a very unique combo of duck confit, kimchi and a cilantro-lime mayo. Again, delish. We also each enjoyed a house made soda -- orange crush for him, jolly rancher for her.
After walking and shopping around some more, we went back to our room to throw on our swimsuits and drove about 20 minutes south of the city to Crescent Bay Beach in Cape Elizabeth. Oh, I also forgot to mention the car rental guy convinced us to upgrade to a silver Mustang convertible instead of our Jetta. I was perfectly fine with our Jetta, Jonathan went for the convertible ... he was right -- lots more fun ;) The beach had pretty views and was barely crowded. The water was far too cold to swim in (a reoccurring theme of the trip), but lying out and just relaxing felt great.
On our drive back to Portland we stopped at several light houses along the coast and took the required Maine selfie. We had passed two ice cream stands on our way to the beach, so we knew we had to hit up one on our way back. We stopped at Kettle Cove Creamery, and I'm still dreaming about the cone I ate: chocolate raspberry + blueberry pie (I told you - anything blueberry, I'm ordering it). Blueberry pie ice cream ... I must find a way to recreate you! That was by far the best ice cream I had the whole trip, and we ate ice cream every. single. day. Sometimes twice ;)
At one of our lighthouse stops we shared a lobster roll and Maine Root blueberry soda from the food truck Bite Into Maine. It was the perfect setting to enjoy a traditional Maine meal. Once we made it back to our hotel and changed, we went to dinner at Portland Lobster Co. and each got bowls of clam chowder. After dinner we checked out the Novare Res Bier Cafe. I'm not a beer drinker so I decided to try Maine Mead Works Ram Island Tea Mead, particularly because I wrote this article on Missouri mead not too long ago. To be honest, I wasn't a big fan, but I still want to give other meads a chance.
Then it was time for a nightcap - ice cream, that is ; ) We shared a cup from Mt. Desert Island Ice Cream across the street, and then called it a night.
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