When we did our New England trip 2014 and came to Portland for two days, we walked by Eventide many times. We always paused and thought, "Should we stop and eat here? It's supposed to be good."
We never did, and I've had oyster regret ever since. So today, we put our names in for a 2.5 to 3 hour wait, and it was totally worth it. Lemon Stones, Wet Smacks, Chebeague Islands, Bluff Heads, More Lemon Stones, and Pemaquids. All from Maine. There is something magical about eating a thing right from where it's from. No air travel on ice to get somewhere, just pulled out of the estuary or bay right there where you are. MAGICAL.
The brown butter lobster roll was delightful, but Chris's fish sandwich was simply amazing. I want to go back and get it tomorrow. And the whoopie pie and hand held was a great finisher.
After that, we just came back and vegged out and binge watched Wings. Not a bad way to spend the evening, I'd say. Now onto planning tomorrow which includes breakfast at a food truck, and lobstering for sure. Beyond that it may involve the ferry to Peaks Island, or just more goddamn oysters. Either way, should be another great day in Maine.
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