You Know It’s Good When They Have To Roll You To Your Car

In honor of our 13th wedding anniversary, my parents babysat on Thursday night so Hub and I could have a date.  Always the info junkie, I perused the internet until I came up with the perfect place for our celebratory dinner — Maggie’s Restaurant in Bar Harbor.  Two of every three reviews I read mentioned the lobster crepes, so I knew what I was having before we even left the lake.

We braved the chilly weather and took our time driving to Bar Harbor.  Fortunately the rain held off.  We stopped on the way at “our” coffee shop for a latte and an uninterrupted hour with the high speed internet.

And they say romance is dead.

Then we cruised on down to Bar Harbor and wandered around downtown for an hour or so before making our way to the restaurant.

Maggie’s is located off the beaten path in a quaint old clapboard house.  Inside it was cozy and intimate.  Which is nice, unless you have personal space issues, and then cozy and intimate suddenly becomes tight and confining.  Guess who has personal space issues?  But Hub pointed out that it was quiet, and that was certainly a plus.

We were greeted and seated immediately, even though we were about 15 minutes early.  And I was thrilled when they put bread and oil on our table before even taking our drink orders. You could say I’m a bit on the impatient side, especially when it comes to food.

At the recommendation of our server, I started with a mojito made with homegrown mint.  YUMMO.  Hub got a blueberry beer — no lie.  Turns out, there is NOTHING they don’t put blueberries in up here.  He said it was actually quite good.  Me, I’ve yet to meet a beer that doesn’t taste like urine so I didn’t try it.

My salad with goat cheese and pecans was fresh but not as flavorful as I had expected.  Hub got smoked salmon which was OUT of this world.  He was sweet enough to let me have two bites, even though he would have gladly kept it all to himself.

Then our entrees came.  Hub has this crazy rule that he won’t order the same thing I’m ordering.  I ordered the lobster crepes, as I had planned, so he got crabcakes.  Was that ever a boneheaded move.  The crabcakes were fine, but those lobster crepes were melt-in-your-mouth, to-die-for delicious.  Or, as Hub put it, “I’m eating Ford, and you’re eating Rolls Royce.”  Yeah, pretty much.

I even snapped a picture.  It’s a bit blurry because I was hurrying as I got the impression that this wasn’t the sort of place where the patrons generally pull out electronic devices at the table.  Although the distinguished-looking couple across from us actually answered their cell phone and talked for about five minutes in the middle of dinner.  If that isn’t just beyond the pale, I don’t know what is.  Because we were so cramped cozy and intimate, I could hear every word.  Evidently they were celebrating their 25th anniversary, and it sounded like they were talking to one of their kids.  I know it’s rude to eavesdrop, but really, it was impossible not to overhear.

But I digress.  Here’s the picture of my lobster crepe.

lobster crepe

Omigosh, I am having hallucinations just looking at that.  It contained the meat of a 1-1/4 pound lobster, and the brandy cream sauce must be the nectar of the gods.  It was incredibly rich, and even after sharing half of one with Hub, I had a hard time finishing it.  But finish it I did.  Far be it for me to waste good food.  That would be poor stewardship.

As if that wasn’t enough, they had the audacity to put a dessert menu under my nose, and I felt that it would be rude to decline, so I suffered through a rich, decadent “pot of chocolate”, which was pretty much exactly as it sounds.  Even the coffee was good, and I am particular about my coffee.

After we paid the bill, we lumbered out the door and managed to get to the car without asking for assistance.  I honestly thought they were going to have to take me out on a stretcher, I was so full.

This morning we’re going hiking, but we made a little pit stop along the way for a little sustenance.  Guess where I’m sitting right now?  I’ll give you a hint.  I’m drinking a latte.  Pretty soon they’re going to have a table with our name on it.

I hope the rain holds off.  The sun keeps trying to poke through the clouds, which I’m choosing to take as a good omen.  Our vacation is officially half over.  Here’s hoping the second half is better than the first.

Comments

  1. says

    “I’ve yet to meet a beer that doesn’t taste like urine so I didn’t try it.”

    I wholeheartedly agree!

    That sounds like a fabulous feast you had! Yum Yum Yum Yum Yum!!!!

    Enjoy your hike, sounds like fun to me!

  2. says

    I cant believe its that cool up there in August…i do hope you have alot of sunshine this week. Your dinner sounds wonderful…..yum yum.

  3. says

    Mmm, those lobster crepes look delicious. Maryland is the only state allowed to make crab cakes, though, so I hope your husband doesn’t make that mistake again :) Looks like you had a wonderful Anniversary date!

  4. Leigh says

    This date sounds so awesome!! Although we don’t have kids, we like to get away for reality every now and again:) Sounds like you did just that:)

    cheers!

    Leigh-NC

  5. says

    Just listening to you describe the food makes my mouth water. First of all I love lobster and that sauce it is swimming in looks like the perfect compliment to it!! Enjoy your hike!!

  6. says

    When I surreptitiously took photos of some of the food in the restaurants in Paris, my husband tried to disown me – even though he was at the other side of our table for two!

    Paris also had very cosy (cramped) restaurants, where they actually have to lift the table out to get the first guest in, then move the table back for the second guest. There is no escape to pop to the loo – you are trapped!

  7. ursula says

    Happy anniversary!
    Okay, lobster crepes with brandy cream sauce??? Where, oh where, am I gonna find that in my neck o’the woods???!! I may have to take a trip up north!! Seriously, though, enjoy your vacation!

  8. says

    So I want to know…. have you done a side by side comparison of beer and urine???? How on earth do you know what urine tastes like???

    I happen to like beer a lot, and I don’t even think it smells anywhere close to urine. haha.

  9. Kim says

    That sounds awesome! Happy Annivesary!
    Enjoy the rest of your vacation. We just got home and I think it only took me 5 minutes to yell at one of the kids when we got here.
    Oh well, back to the grind.
    I hope the sun peeks out for you.

  10. says

    Okay, this was my thought pattern while reading your post:

    awwww…Love that pic of them…..

    OH happy anniversary!!…

    wow….13 years….

    coffee and internet…I think I’m in heaven…

    oh wait….a mohito…now I’m in heaven….

    UM….LOBSTER CREPES??? Lawd. I think I just wet myself…..

    I have to get to Maine….

    MAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTT!!

  11. says

    The crepes sound super nicey nice! I think we may have to check them out on our way up next week. We are still looking for a one night stay midway up, yup, talk about last minute! Hoping the weather will turn by the time we get there!

  12. says

    Oh what a wonderful way to celebrate your anniversary! 13 years, congrats! The dinner looked yum delish! I am so glad you were able to do a little snooping on the Internet before you got there! Men, when will they ever listen to us…even as simple as what to order on the menu! My DH is the same as yours, won’t order the same as me and ALWAYS ends up hating what he got and wants to eat MINE! NO WAY! LOL Ok, well maybe a nibble I’ll share, cause I’m nice with my food like that!

  13. says

    Oh, to be dressed in long pants and longish-sleeves in the middle of August! Sounds like it was a happy way to celebrate your anniversary. Congratulations!

  14. says

    The two of you look so cute for your anniversary date!

    Sounds like a delicious meal. You’re posts are slowly but surely convincing me to take a trip to Maine someday.

  15. says

    Happy Anniversary! I don’t eat lobster, but those crepes look delicious.

    I want to be in Maine right now. Well, today might be a balmy 90-something, rather than 100-something. I visited Maine in August one year when Husband and I were still dating. We went on vacation with his parents (they live in Massachusetts) and I loved it. I keep telling Husband I want a summer home there, to flee this dreadful heat.

    Oh yeah, I succumbed to temptation and ordered a Boden kids catalog. Love the clothes, but don’t think I’ll convince Husband to let me spend the cash on them. At least I can dream. :)

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