Saturday, June 26, 2010
A Taste of Summer- Sweet/Savory Fruit Salad and a Southern Maine Adventure.
It was hotter than the forecast had predicted, and temperatures near 90 and hot sun started to threaten the comfort of our planned perfect afternoon. Then it started to pour. We scrambled to put our food and belongings under cover of the giant picnic table, then ran to protect ourselves under the giant tent that sheilded the tables on the right side of the pier from the elements. It was a Sunday, and a holiday, and the place was pretty packed. There were not any tables to switch to in either of the covered areas. We asked our server if we would be able to switch when a table came available, and she checked with a manager and said it would be fine. Of course this isn't the first time we had been rained on out there, in fact we often joke about how we have gone to this outdoor establishment in every type of weather and still enjoyed ourselves. Rain, Sun, Cold, bring it on! We were cheerful to be spending time together as a group, and to be in such a beautiful part of the world, about to eat an abundance of fresh lobster and clams mere yards from where they may have been caught.
Luckily the rain subsided fairly quickly and we returned to our table, resetting it with tablecloths etc and opptimistically hoping the rain was over with for good. Of course it was not. At least the second time around the rain was more of a "heavy-shower" and less of a torrential downpour. We sat at our table, trying to be good sports, eating and getting rained on. The second rain cleared up quickly as well, and instead of leaving the air cooler and more comfortable, it was then hotter than ever, and in the direct sun many of us started to feel dizzy and sick from the heat. A table undercover had finally opened up. We asked if we could move to it and then started bringing over our food. (There is more to this story that involves getting yelled at mercilessly by the owner's son who has an awful temper, who said we couldn't move because that table was "reserved" even though they supposedly don't take reservations...but in the interest of keeping this short and semi-sweet I think I won't go into that).
Anyway, despite all the weather related setbacks (and even the wrath of the breifly mentioned owner's son) we enjoyed our day, and our lobster. Don't we all look cheerful (and dry) in this picture taken when we first arrived?