I figured since I’ve been so lame about blogging lately, the least I could do was give you a good picture. I was up in Maine this weekend with the family, and after my irritating trip up (which I’ll expound upon some other time), I had a relaxing weekend, and enjoyed an amazing lobster roll at Scales in the Portland Public Market — butter, lemon, lobster. End of story. Chip was winding down his fall foliage tour and met me in Portland, so we drove back to NYC together. After talking up Rein’s Deli, as we hungrily turned into Vernon, CT, we discovered that the power had gone out in the town, so Rein’s was closed. Still hungry, we almost ended up at a Taco Bell (it would have only been my second exposure to a Taco Bell), but at the last minute, spotted Little Mark’s BBQ. Ribs, sweet potato fries, pickles, cole slaw, and birch beer weren’t the best I’d ever had, but infinitely better than anything we could’ve gotten at Taco Bell, that’s for damn sure. Chip was also kind enough to get me Julie & Julia, which I recently wrote about on Gothamist. Very psyched about that — thanks, Chip!
More on tonight’s activities, featuring a vodka tour with the author of The Vodka Cookbook, later this week on Gothamist.