Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Wiscasset Trip

Breanne and I finally made the trip to Wiscasset and Red's Eats. We'd been wanting to go there for a few years. Last summer we actually drove up to eat there but after waiting in line for about 30 minutes and hardly moving, we opted to eat at Sara's, across the street. Sara's is a nice place, I've eaten there several times, but it was usually a fallback.
The wait at Red's wasn't too long, probably about half an hour. There was an annoying old guy in a floral hat that was breathing over my shoulder and standing right next to me instead of behind me the whole time but it was uneventful for the most part. We each got a lobster roll and we split some fries and iced tea. The rolls were $15 bucks a piece, but they advertise that you get more the a pound of lobster in each one. Didn't feel like a pound to me, but it was tremendously good. Probably the best lobster roll I've ever had, and I've had lots. They gave us two cups of butter and we were dipping the rolls into the cups. I dropped a few pieces of lobster in and let them saturate over the course of the meal, much like my brother does on lobster day every August when my family gets together and eats lobster.
Breanne got some chocolate ice cream at the shop next door and then we headed back. We were going to stop at the Family Dollar store but then we saw Big Al's in Wiscasset. I recalled seeing commercials for the store as a kid, something about a guy in glasses and a gorilla suit, maybe standing on the roof, but whatever, we stopped in. It was a fortuitous change in plans as we found some great stuff for the Olympics. Globes in glass squares, bats that actually say Home Run Derby on them, some shuttle cocks, and several other cool things, all for really cheap.
We also stopped at a music store in Brunswick and got Breanne some strings for her guitar. She's learning "Redemption Song" and "Running Down a Dream" along with some Dylan songs. She had trouble playing bar chords but she picks up on all things musical quickly.

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