pArts has published a review of Miyake.
When I placed my order, Joe Ricchio – waitron extraordinaire – recommended instead the five course omakase tasting menu, adding “trust me.” I know Joe so trust was not an issue and I promptly changed my order. I’m glad I did (thanks, Joe!) At 50 bucks this is quite simply one of the best deals in town for fine dining – and it doesn’t get much finer than this – anywhere.
Gordo’s Lobster Cakes received 3½ stars from the Eat & Run review in today’s Press Herald.
If you’re looking for a different way to eat lobster, this cake is lighter and less messy than other alternatives. It’s a good to-go food. I can see it becoming a novelty item for tourists. I’m not so sure how well locals will take to it.
The only other sandwich the cart sells is a lobster roll ($10), which I heartily enjoyed. It was held together with a little mayo, and contained some chopped celery and fresh basil. Carolyn Smith says she doesn’t measure the amount of lobster meat she puts in the roll, but she tries to be generous.
Also in Thursday’s paper is a What Ales You column on Gritty’s 2010 Halloween Ale.
“This is the 21st year of Halloween Ale, and we start on Friday the 13th,” Ed Stebbins, Gritty’s brew master, said last week. “We always brew the first batch on a full moon or Friday the 13th.”
Halloween Ale is an extra-special bitter with 6 percent alcohol, and Stebbins promises “no pumpkins were harmed in the brewing of this beer. I promised my mother I would never put spices or fruit in any of our beer.”
Gordo’s Lobster Cakes received 3½ stars from the Eat & Run review in today’s Press Herald.
If you’re looking for a different way to eat lobster, this cake is lighter and less messy than other alternatives. It’s a good to-go food. I can see it becoming a novelty item for tourists. I’m not so sure how well locals will take to it.
The only other sandwich the cart sells is a lobster roll ($10), which I heartily enjoyed. It was held together with a little mayo, and contained some chopped celery and fresh basil. Carolyn Smith says she doesn’t measure the amount of lobster meat she puts in the roll, but she tries to be generous.
Also in Thursday’s paper is a What Ales You column on Gritty’s 2010 Halloween Ale.
“This is the 21st year of Halloween Ale, and we start on Friday the 13th,” Ed Stebbins, Gritty’s brew master, said last week. “We always brew the first batch on a full moon or Friday the 13th.”
Halloween Ale is an extra-special bitter with 6 percent alcohol, and Stebbins promises “no pumpkins were harmed in the brewing of this beer. I promised my mother I would never put spices or fruit in any of our beer.”
From Away has published a review of The Grill Room.
Certainly there were other items that intrigued. The warm ricotta appetizer and bacon and egg salad could be worth revisiting. It was with a sad sigh I exited, stuffed and unsatisfied. It wasn’t cheap either. Two rounds of cocktails did augment the bill, but still. I must say, I was disappointed. The chef, Harding Lee Smith, seems very pleased with himself, plastered all over his restaurants websites. I hope last night’s dinner would not be considered up to his standards, as our group concensus was that our experience at The Grill Room deserved a solid 7.
Haraseeket Lunch & Lobster received 4 stars from the Taste & Tell review in the Maine Sunday Telegram.
Dine on lobsters or any fresh seafood unloaded that day next to the wharf at Harraseeket Lunch & Lobster Co. for a wonderful summer meal.
Haraseeket Lunch & Lobster received 4 stars from the Taste & Tell review in the Maine Sunday Telegram.
Dine on lobsters or any fresh seafood unloaded that day next to the wharf at Harraseeket Lunch & Lobster Co. for a wonderful summer meal.
The Blueberry Files has published a review of Binga’s Stadium.
So, TV and beer? Yes. Food? Wings? Hell no. Pass! I bet they can fry french fries alright (not the sweet potato fries- those are breaded and gross), so maybe a plate of fries is as far as I’d go. But after a few beers and the drunk munchies kick in, we’ll see how long my no food at the Stadium rule lasts.
The Blueberry Files has published a review of Binga’s Stadium.
So, TV and beer? Yes. Food? Wings? Hell no. Pass! I bet they can fry french fries alright (not the sweet potato fries- those are breaded and gross), so maybe a plate of fries is as far as I’d go. But after a few beers and the drunk munchies kick in, we’ll see how long my no food at the Stadium rule lasts.
The Blueberry Files has published a review of Bayside Bowl.
I just may be the last person in town to make it to Bayside Bowl, and I’m glad I finally did. Of course, there’s the bowling, which is awesome (I decided I should go more, so I don’t throw every other ball in the gutter), but I was happy to learn that the food is good too.
The Portland Phoenix has published a triple scoop review of Harbor Scoops, Mount Desert Island Ice Cream and Willard Scoops.
What explains the current craze for ice cream in Maine, which has resulted in several new businesses and recently overcame the nation’s President? Sure, it’s one of the hottest summers on record, and yes, ice cream is an affordable indulgence in a tough economy. But gazing upon the transfigured visage of a Mainer mid-lick, it is clear ice cream’s appeal lies deeper. As I have previously argued in these pages, desserts play to different parts of our psyche. Ice cream goes straight for the Id. In licking a cone, the unconquered infant within achieves regressive union with the milky sweetness.