Footprints at 2104
Footprints at 2104
Originally uploaded by pedgmo.Mom's moving from the house I grew up in after living there for forty years.
On the morning I left, perhaps for the last time, these footprints were on the sidewalk right in front of the front door, artifacts of loading up my car.
That's me on the left, my brother John in the middle and Mom on the right.
The latest ephemera at 2104.
A Tale of Two Portlands - New York Times
I've known Sam Hayward for about as long as I've lived in Maine, about 14 years. I live 2 hours or so from Portland, so seeing Sammy at Fore Street a couple times a year seems pretty often, considering it's as if I lived in Philly and Sam's restaurant was on the waterfront in Georgetown.
Sam gets his great food from Ozzie Gross and the like; from farms and "market garden" sized operations hard up against Portland, but also up the coast and even up here in "The Real Maine" where we don't even wonder if the Whoopee Pie comes with attitude. What the heck is attitude?
Sam gets some of his meat from Luce's up here in central Maine. The Luces have a slaughterhouse up in North Anson, and they opened a retail outlet in Madison, the big city of 4,500 or so, to capitalize on the population center. They also have a mail order operation. Their marketing campaign includes one of those 1/8 column little numbers on the edge of the page in the New Yorker. (These guys are smart and I hope they make it.) Next time you're up here to visit us, go on down to their store in Madison and getchyer damn picture taken with the cow.
"Sam Hayward is indisputably the father of Portland cooking." Oh yeah. I have a hard time not getting the spit-roasted pork loin there, rubbed nicely with delicious Herbes de Sammy, garlic and magic. People wonder why his mashed potatoes are so good, and I'll let you in on his secret: Lots of butter and cream. Local butter and cream.
Good thing there's no seasonality to Pork Loin.
Check it out:
Fore Street
Postscript: The two fat cats of Two Fat Cats belonged to my buddy David during his previous relationship. They way I heard it, his ex got them in the "break up settlement" and then she gave them up to one of the women who started TFC. They weren't fat when I knew them.
Dave is really the central figure in this little tale, the one that "really ties the room together," as The Dude would say. I went to college with Dave and I've know him for almost 30 years. He still laughs when he tells people that I live in Maine. You see, in the 80s, Dave would get all the way across the country to visit me, among others, in Northern California, and the first thing he would do when he got there was bum a smoke from me. I guess it's still hard for him to visualize me in Maine . . . Anyway, he's also how I met Sammy.
United States of Shame - Maureen DowdPrecisely, who could have known these things?
People who do their homework, not people who take naps and unthinkably long vacations.
Yahoo! News is racist
While these Wahoos claim that it's Yahoo news that is racist, it's actually pretty much the whole "mainstream" media. While the looting is troubling, this attitude is even more troubling and will persist long after the looting in New Orleans is over and done with.
The Kitchen
Come by and see what LInda and I have gotten ourselves into . . .
