A quick note:
To my fellow bloggers,
I just wanted to thank everyone again for being so patient with my absence these past few weeks. As you can imagine, when you only get to spend time with your husband once a year, you cherish, savor, immerse yourself in every second of it. In a far too short 10 days from now Daph returns to France and life will return to my usual slower pace. Aside from the broken heart I'm sure to have, I look forward to catching up with you and your blogs. I hope everyone has been enjoying themselves. Doing new things. Making delicious food. And staying inspired.
Ogunquit Pt. 1
Ogunquit Pt. 2
Ogunquit Pt. 4
Ogunquit Continued, Part 3:
The Lobster Point Lighthouse marks the end of Marginal Way. It was good to see the old girl again.
From there we headed towards Ogunquit Beach. You have to navigate your way through some side streets and houses to get there...
But it's totally worth it. The weather turned windy and cool once we made our way out onto the beach, Daph and I found it exhilarating. It was gorgeous! Getting so close to this seagull was super cool, too.
Later that night my Uncle John and his friend Randy treated us to dinner at The Lobster Pound.
That's where I tried Manhattan's, two of them...for the first and last time.
While we were waiting for our table at the bar, we went outside to the tank to pick out our lobsters. Males, never over 2 & 1/2 lbs. are the sweetest and most tender, I learned.
While we were seated, Randy stepped out for a moment. When she returned she announced, "Hey Daphny, I found a French guy for you." "From Quebec." The man, we've since named 'Perry', greeted Daph like they were old friends. After several Manhattan's and vodka tonics, we laughed hysterically as they shared impassioned discourse and hugs for twenty minutes. Nice to meet you "Perry"!
Daph and I tried fried oysters for the first time. They were absolutely delicious!
Daph tried onion rings or, 'those round things' as he would say, for the first time and couldn't get enough of them.
I will not lie to you. Almost any place you go to eat in Ogunquit will be pricey. Ogunquit is an expensive town. We absolutely LOVED our dinner, but be prepared to spend.
The next day we all pitched in to help my Uncle John make a seafood chowder with the leftover lobster from the night before. He says his secret is the clam juice. Lunch on the screened in deck, listening to Sinatra with a cold glass of Bailey's was divine. And so was our time there.