The invention of pastels

I’m thinking it may have occurred on the coast of Maine, where I took these photos last month when I visited York Beach for my company’s annual user group conference. Click any of these for a 1024×768 version.

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Five years ago, the first night in York featured a beautiful moonlit salmon sky, and I took this picture:

P1020045dI had consistently good food while there this year, most notably at the Union Bluff Hotel. At the scheduled dinner for all, the choices were filet mignon, lobster, and baked chicken. I had the filet since I was planning lobster and fried clams at other places, and the steak was perfectly rare and buttery tender, with well-made garlic mashed potatoes whose garlic had obviously been roasted or braised – a pleasant surprise for me, since most restaurants simply toss in a handful of chopped raw garlic and call it a day.

The restaurant also had a tasty self-serve appetizer table at the dinner that featured several types of crackers with real and quite delicious charcuterie and what I think were locally made cheeses. Even the baked goods the hotel provided for breaks during the conference were of surprisingly high quality, including real butter croissants and two varieties of cookies still warm from the oven (!).

I went to St. Joe’s Coffee a few miles from the hotel for Americanos and breakfast the two mornings I was there. I like that place because they keep the lighting dim, perfect for 6:30 in the morning when you haven’t yet had any coffee, and you can watch them preparing the folded mini-omelette for the breakfast sandwich. Dunkin’ Donuts execs would probably say, “What? We’re pretty sure that’s not how you make an egg sandwich.”

The last night I was there, I visited this place in Ogunquit for dinner in the bar. I had clam chowder, fried oysters, truffled lobster en croute, and a sparkling pear martini. It wasn’t all that expensive; I think I would have paid about 50% more for this south of the Massachusetts border.

Next day, I paused on the way back to the office to take a few pictures of Nubble Light, then stopped for fried clams at Bob’s Clam Hut at the border in Kittery. Delicious.

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Note: In an effort to keep this post about Maine entirely positive, I decided not to mention this recent story at all.

Whoops.

 

 

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2 thoughts on “The invention of pastels

  1. Deborah says:

    Rats Lalo, I missed you!

    I live just down the road in Portsmouth and anytime you want to come up for a tour and dinner, get in touch. Husband is a chef and we routinely do the scour across the area for the best eats and love to try out new restaurants. Kittery right now is hopping for good eats and we routinely cross the bridge for dinner.

    Cheers!

    Deb.

  2. parislights says:

    Wow ! Nibble light ?

    Lucky you. I’ve only been the once to Maine. When I was a kid. Ate an awful lot of blueberries and I still like ’em. I’m guessing that note about Maine is something about the elections ? Aw today I’m not going to think anything nasty ’bout the state of Maine. one positive thing is there is a gal who is raising Belon oysters up there as a business.

    If you have never had a belon and you think you like raw oysters, well see if you can find someone serving these ? You’ve heard people describing a taste of the sea and other banalities when eating seafood ? I won’t do that. But will say there is before a belon and after a belon. And oyster eating will NEVER the same.

    Gosh you guys are so close to Maine I would think you would be going up there at every chance you got ?

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