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Interview with Ginger Zee – “Food Forecast”


Good Morning America and ABC news Chief Meteorologist Ginger Zee hosts a new show on ABC Digital called “Food Forecast” and the first episode focuses on Maine lobster. The show connects food and weather, explaining how weather and climate affect some of the most iconic foods in the country. In case you just moved to Maine from under a rock on Jupiter, Maine’s lobster is legendary and it’s no surprise that Ginger chose it as part of the five episode series, but it’s a little extra cool that it’s the very first one. Ginger is known for being obsessed with weather, so her being involved in a show related to that is no surprise, but I wanted to find out a little bit more about her connection to the show, food, and Maine and was fortunate to have the opportunity to do just that.

Peter Peter Portland Eater: How did you come up with the idea for the show? Obviously, the weather part was natural, but how did you come up with the food connection?

Ginger Zee: Almost a decade ago I helped a major winemaker entertain their investors in Chicago when I was a meteorologist there. I talked to them about micro climates, boundary layer meteorology and different topography that can impact a vineyard and different varieties of wine. I love wine and I love weather so I’ve always wanted to marry the two in a show that would entertain and inform. I want every line to teach you something.

PPPE: How did you make the decision about what areas and foods on which to focus the show?

GZ: Wine was a must because of the complexity of wine making regions and their impact on different varieties. Outside of that we just started researching hot topics that had some major climate or environmental impacts lately. With the eat local movement strengthening I feel like there is no better time to do a show like this. Although our focus is often on climate and weather impacts, environmental care is an immediate concern — especially in the case in southern New England. Overfishing, shell disease and predators like the Black Sea bass are all a part of the overall decline in lobster in southern New England.

PPPE: Did you get to try all the foods on which you reported?

GZ: Absolutely! I had to do my research to the fullest extent. And it was delicious!

PPPE: Had you been to Maine previously? What were your thoughts on Bar Harbor?

GZ: I had the opportunity to do GMA live from Acadia national park and I did a story in Bar Harbor a few years back so I had been before and fell in love with it. It was on that trip that a lobsterman explained the uniqueness of the ocean bottom in Maine and why it was so perfect for lobster. I never forgot our talk about the Labrador current, ocean temperatures and nutrients and I had the Maine lobster at the top of my list for items to cover on Food Forecast.

Check out “Food Forecast” on ABC Digital. The premier episode is out now and features a lobsterman and a marine biologist who explain why Maine’s lobster is the best in the world and what might cause it to go away in the future. Ginger’s added explanation of the weather conditions that affect it make it both informative and entertaining. And who doesn’t love watching as their home state’s favorite food is on display to make everyone’s mouth water? Okay, now I’ve got to go pick up some lobsters for dinner.

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Special thanks to Ginger Zee.

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Peter Peter Portland Eater’s Somewhat Definitive Suggestions of Where to Eat, Drink, and Play in Portland, Maine


A lot of people ask me “Hey Peter Peter Portland Eater, you seem to have a reasonable grasp of the food and beverage happenings in Portland, so where exactly should I eat when I visit?” I usually follow up with some questions about what type of food they’re looking for and how much they want to spend and then I make some suggestions and potentially point them in the direction of the awards articles I release at the end of every year. However, I thought the perfect opportunity to help my loyal readers find the best places to visit presented itself when I had a friend from out-of-state over for a weekend and planned a food and beverage extravaganza.

My buddy arrived on a Friday afternoon ready to consume lots of food and wash it down with a moderate amount of booze. We enjoyed the warm weather in my backyard and before long, our stomachs started growling, demanding some nourishment. As he went down the list of foods he might want to eat, he seemed most eager for burgers and fries. I quickly made the decision to visit Nosh on Congress St., one of my favorites and a great place to pick up some man-food. We headed into Portland ready to chomp on some beef and potatoes after of a bit of a scenic drive through Cape Elizabeth, South Portland, and then Portland.

We got to Nosh and a review of their brand new menu revealed some changes since the last time I had been there. Before deciding on food, we each ordered a Yeti Imperial Stout from Great Divide Brewing Co. out of Denver. Once the beer order was out of the way it was time to pick our lunch items and it didn’t take long at all. We both wanted the Sweet and Spicy Bacon Cheeseburger – Nosh patty, cheddar cheese, sweet grilled onions, smoked bacon, sambal mayo, grilled brioche bun. Then we added an order of Bacon Dusted Fries with a side of chipotle mayo and were ready to get to work.

Our orders came out quickly and Nosh did as they always do, producing excellent, over-the-top burgers with intense flavor combinations over a base of perfectly seasoned pork and beef patty. The fries stood the test of time, proving to be just as good now as they were years ago when I first had them. I also recommend the chipotle mayo dipping sauce. That stuff was super, though there are a number of excellent sauce choices that I’m sure are all superb. We eventually finished our food and beer and were ready to go relax a bit before going out for drinks and dinner later on.

To read more about Nosh and their decadent deliciousness –

Once we killed a little time and digested the burgers, I had a plan to get the evening started quickly with one of the coolest drinks anywhere. We made our way to Tempo Dulu at the Danforth Inn, where the summer heat made it a slow night, but we welcomed sitting inside with air conditioning. Pulling up to the bar and grabbing two seats, the bartender handed us drink menus and I quickly handed them back. “We know what we want,” I said. He pretty much did too.

“The Wayang or Jakarta?”

The Jakarta – Knob Creek Rye, Averna Amero, Cynar, Carpano Antica Vermouth, Coastal Root Bitters, absinthe mist, smoked Chinese 5 spice. There was no doubt about it. The award winning drink is one I am willing to buy for myself and others even at a hefty 15 bucks each. It’s not just that the whisky wonder tastes like it was birthed from the fountain of the gods, but the preparation of the drink itself is an event worthy of a crowd. As the bartender poured precisely the right amount of various liquors into a single measuring glass with ice, I was anxiously awaiting the headlining act.

The presentation hit it’s climax as the bartender hand picked whole Chinese five spice to place on our “drink board”, misted the glass in absinthe, torched the five spice, and then simultaneously blew out the flames and covered it with the glass. During the process, my buddy was amazed as the show created a magical ambiance. The drink was poured into the smoked glass and as the aromas filled the air, it was ready to consume. It was even better than I remembered as my senses were hammered with what is most definitely a majestic cocktail. While drinking and talking with the bartender, we peered at the bar menu, and I made note of some excellent choices to eat next time I sat there for anotherJakarta. We took our time to savor every last drop of the drink and then headed out to the water for some food.

To read more about Tempo Duly and their mind-blowingly amazing food and drink –

Once we got to Commercial St., I veered toward J’s Oyster Bar, knowing that the long-standing dive always produced amazing, fresh seafood served a side of awesome sauce. We asked for the first seating available and were instructed to get a drink a the bar while waiting. However, the bar had plenty of open seats and we grabbed two of those. The bartenders were happy to slide menus our way and I ordered a Sam Adams Lager while he went with a simple lemonade. With that, we started entertaining food.

I was certain that I wanted a cold item since it was a scorcher of a day. He was thinking of ordering a hot item, but when I suggested either a lobster or crab roll, he thought he might try the first lobster roll of his life. We settled on the rolls as our final answer and happily waited with our beverages while the J’s Oyster crew shoved a little lettuce and large pieces of lobster meat into a toasted hot dog roll. When it arrived with chips, pickle, and a packet of mayo, I knew I had hit the jackpot.


Both of us shoved a bite of the lobster into our faces – his sans mayo and mine with the mayo added. I enjoy a little condiment and squeezed mine on there, but the option to just have the clear meat is a good one too. Lobster doesn’t get any fresher than what was on that roll and the sandwich that makes Maine go ’round was a really powerful intro to Maine seafood for my bro. J’s quietly serves one of the best examples of a lobster roll the state has to offer and I always love their divey atmosphere and on-the-water location.

To read more about J’s Oyster Bar and their dive-licious eats –

Dessert was in order and my buddy suggested ice cream, but I pulled a minor swerve by walking up to Fore St. to go to Gelato Fiasco. With lots and lots of flavors made in small batches, Gelato Fisaco offers something for everyone, also serving a number of Sorbettos for those looking to avoid dairy. We both ordered a couple flavors – you can order as many as you want in a single serving – and found a seat to consume our concoction of the cold.


I dipped into my half mint cookies and cream/half peanut butter cup dish and was pleased with it’s cooling effect on a hot summer night. GF’s product tastes real because it is real, with everything made in-house and without garbage ingredients like artificial flavors. The mint in mine tasted like actual mint, not something produced in a food lab. We took lots of little bites with our tiny spoons, took advantage of their recycling bins, and left for wherever Portland would take us the rest of the evening.

Check out Gelato Fiasco’s website to learn more –

A walk around the Old Port eventually led us to the corner of Middle and Exchange where a Jamaican jerk cart sat waiting for us to approach. Little Jamaica offered some solo jerk chicken for a mere ten bucks. Once ordered, the jerk lady – who wasn’t a jerk at all –  pulled out a whole leg of chicken, commandeered a cleaver, and cleaved the hell out of the bird. After a quick warm up, it was ready to eat and we found seats where we could pick at it.


The chicken was tasty, but the chopped bone made it a little difficult to navigate the edible portion of the chicken while avoiding chewing a bony bit. Still, the slightly spicy meat was a nice second “dessert” of the evening. As we ate, we waited for word from my wife about where she and her friends were in their evening out and found out they weren’t ready to give us a ride home yet. We arranged a street meeting location and figured they would have an idea about where they wanted to go next.

You can find Little Jamaica on Facebook.

It turned out that my wife and her crew wanted to hit Glass cocktail lounge at the bottom of the Hyatt on Fore St. With lots of signature cocktails under the headings Stong, Savory, Bitter, and Fresh, they had lots of choices and it seemed each drink was a combination of many ingredients. I wasn’t feeling like beer or wine, but decided it was too late for me to make a decision on much of anything beyond that, so I went with a simple vodka cranberry. My buddy ordered an Atlantic Brewing Coal Porter and the ladies went with a bottle of bubbly.

Our drinks were happily consumed and that proved to be the end of our night as lots of yawns filled the room  while we drank our last drops. It had been quite a night, but I was prepping mentally to give my visitor an additional taste of the Portland life the next day as we would have lots of time to explore everything Portland had to give.

You can find Glass on Facebook.

Saturday morning started with a trip to The Holy Donut on Exchange St. We waited in a long line, eventually ordering a dozen donuts, picking flavors like triple berry, pomegranate, maple bacon, dark salted chocolate, and the like. After all 12 were in the box, I stared at the assortment of deep fried potato donuts made with no artificial anything and got ready to dig into their warm, fresh cakiness. First though, I had to make a stop at Bard Coffee just a hop away on Middle St. for some cold brews.

At home and only a single bite in to a donut, I remembered how the dense torus of taste made me so happy in the past and was doing so once again. I couldn’t get enough, preferring their fruit flavors and secondarily their chocolate frosted ones. I took sips of my cold, better-cause-it-ain’t-bitter brew in between donuts. Cold brew made me give up on my “only hot coffee” stance and Bard’s is excellent. If you like it a little frothy, order a nitro cold brew and you might think you’re drinking a Guinness…okay, maybe not.


The donuts did their job and I had to stop at three for fear that I wouldn’t be able to eat the rest of the day. My guest also stopped at three, leaving some for later which was fine with me. The donuts and coffee got the morning started right and it was time for a bit of a rest before we engaged in more eating and drinking shenanigans. We figured it might be smart to recharge our old batteries after a lateish night and  relatively early morning.

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A little after noon, we got it together and went to Rising Tide Brewing on Fox St. for some suds. Deciding on a couple samplers, we each ordered the Pisces gose tart wheat ale, Eté summer saison, Ursa Minor weizen stout, and Portside Porter. We sat at an outdoor picnic table sampling the delicious brews, sipping each one carefully to get its full flavor. As I often do, I preferred the porter and stout the most, but they were all good for certain.


While we were at the brewery, we saw the Brew Bus arrive – they’re everywhere there is beer – and observed as the food truck next to us kept busy. It was a beautiful afternoon and that combined with a little beer was just what the doctor ordered. Once the beers were in us, we went next door to Maine Craft Distilling to try just a few samples before we decided on a place to eat. There, we dipped into the Fifty Stone single malt whiskey, the Sprigge barrel rested gin, and the Blueshine blueberry moonshine. As I already knew and as my partner in crime that day agreed, they were all sure winners.


Check out Rising Tide’s website to learn more –

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We had to decide on food, and a short walk took us to Silly’s on Washington St. Silly’s mishmosh of a menu is one of the weirdest, most awesome conglomerations of food in existence and I figured whatever we picked would be the perfect after-beer compliment. I have a ton of go-to foods there, but I always consider something new too. I listed my favorites from the menu and we decided to share the Pork Bootie Nachos – flour tortillas topped with smoked pork, BBQ sauce, caramelized onions, jalapenos, cheese, and sour cream.


We stuck with just water and went to town on the nachos, making a job out of eating them. I felt they were probably even better than last time I had them. Adding a solid amount of Silly’s hot sauce to the chips, I went crazy on the meaty, sweet and spicy, cheese-doused delights. These were no ordinary nachos, but extraordinarily heavy, well appointed chips. We ate for what seemed like forever and were finally done, leaving about four chips behind. The nachos were enough for us both because we had to be mobile to continue our walking tour of the town.

We paid our bill and eventually left. The nachos by themselves were pretty inexpensive and we definitely got our money’s worth. We began walking off the nachos around Congress St. and the Old Port. After a bunch of stops and looking around at various non-eatery locations, we made our way home for a few to recoup and decide our next move into the foray of food and drink the weekend had become. It wouldn’t be long before we knew what was next.

To read more about Silly’s and their unusual take on food –

One of my favorite locations on earth took us to Main St. in Westbrook for some ice cream at Catbird Creamery where the flavors were locked and popped. After trying a sample of the Lemon Balm and Merigold, I went with a couple favorites – Furious George and Strawberry Balsamic – opting only for the ice cream with no toppings. My buddy opted for the Coca Mocha Sorbet and Strawberry Balsamic. I had initially figured he was the person who traveled the furthest to go to Catbird that day, but there were people in front of us from China, so we didn’t win that game.


The first taste of my order was incredible I can never figure out how Catbird makes the creamiest, dreamiest ice cream on the planet, but it was no different that day as the strawberry balsamic packed in more flavor than ever and the furious one was as good as it always is. As with all the places in this article, it’s difficult to believe there are people in the area that haven’t been there yet. We consumed everything we had, verbally noting that it was “just so good” over and over. Our kiddie sized dishes proved to be more than enough and we were on to more adventures.

To read more about Catbird Creamery and their nationally recognized, often televised ice cream –

After ice cream, we revisited the home briefly to get some socks because we decided that bowling would be the right thing to do. We made a stop at Easy Day on Broadway in South Portland and after getting our hands on a couple pair of bowling shoes, we picked a couple balls and got to rolling them and dropping some pins. We spent a little over an hour there where I won three out of four strings with my really poor bowling technique. Unfortunately, we passed on any food and drink since we were still pretty full, though they have a pretty good menu for a bowling alley. Once we wrapped up, we went home and watched the Knife Show on TV and caught some z’s.

To read more about Easy Day and their way-better-than-bowling-alley menu –

As I awoke on Sunday morning, I knew I had one last chance to impress my guest before he left to go back home. The only choice for breakfast was Scratch Baking in Willard Sq. in South Portland. Scratch serves all kinds of amazing treats, but the line that forms for bagels every morning is certainly a good sign that those are some of their A+ offerings. After grabbing a couple of the seeded ones and a Maine sea salt, I picked up some herbed cream cheese. As I waited in the long line to check out, I couldn’t help but add a New York Crumb Cake, a Raspberry Caramel Muffin, and an Almond Horseshoe to my purchase.


Once home, I reveled in the fact that I had made a nearly perfect buy at the bakery. The fresh herbs in their cream cheese are a game-changer and their amazing bagels go perfectly with it. I’ve never had anything there that wasn’t top-of-the-line delicious and I happily ate two of the bagels with lots of cream cheese, saving the other goodies for later in the day. As my guest made his way through a bagel and then gathered his belongings to leave, he seemed to be very happy with the weekend, so it was a success.

Check out Scratch’s website to learn more –

It was a great couple of days. I got to see a friend I hadn’t seen in a few years and took him all around town, choosing my favorite places to eat and drink, and we had a great time. There are obviously endless other locations we could have gone to that would have been great, but I chose places that were both some of my absolute favorites and also fit the weather, mood, and action we were looking for. Want to go out in Portland and have a good time? Definitely check out all these places and click on the links to learn more about my past experiences there or check out their websites. In the end, it’s all about having fun, and the places listed above are all giants on the “fun places to go” list.

For more suggestions on where  to eat and drink in Portland and other areas of Maine, check out my 2015 awards article –

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​Foulmouthed Brewing – You Can Say That Again

I like anything inappropriate – filthy language, dirty jokes, poorly timed humour. It’s all good in my book. So when Foulmouthed Brewing opened a couple weeks ago, I had a feeling they might have something in store for me. I knew not what to expect, but the name alone gave me the happys. When I found out they would be serving food and have a full bar in addition to their six brews created in-house, I figured the second brewery in South Portland was onto something that might cause me to make a habit out of visiting the Ocean St. locale.

With on and off-street parking, the brewery has plenty of space for everyone who visits. Once inside, the fun started with a tap and glasses in the wall to the right which I assumed were for self-service water, though I didn’t verify. The restaurant then opened into a single room with lots of seating, a full length bar, and a couple small standing-only tables that stick out of the wall. A couple were playing chess on one of them and the place was pretty busy.

We pulled a menu from the cart on the table. On the front were some notes including – most importantly – that food orders should be placed at the corner of the bar and drinks could be ordered anywhere along the bar. Also, the menu commanded customers to “Wash out your filthy mouth with our freshly brewed suds, served straight from the tanks.” That sounded like a direct order to me. As I checked out the available beers I noticed a flight passing by me and thought it looked like something I might want. I spied on the menu that I could get four ounces of all six of their brews for a mere $10. That sounded like a perfect selection. My wife chose A Clean, Well Lighted Place – light rum, Luxardo, lime, grapefruit, and Herbsaint bubbly. I went to the bar and ordered, dropping a card to start a tab and being told my drinks would show up right where I ordered them once they were ready.

A few minutes post ordering, I saw our flight and cocktail being placed on the bar and scooted back to pick them up. I verified with one of the staff that my beers were numbered one through six per the menu and that each corresponding number was underneath the glasses. I brought everything back to the table and we had our way with the beverages. The brews ranged in color from light golden to black and included a double IPA called Malcontent which sounded particularly interesting to me. We had a friend meeting us and after few sips of those and a few dribbles down my shirt, she arrived and right away ordered a Bad Word – Reposada tequila, Yellow Chartreuse, lime juice, Luxardo, Laphroaig.

The next step was to order some food. The food options were slight with three appetizers, two salads, and four sandwiches, though the choices sounded quite interesting. Among the items I was considering were the Charred Onion and Greens, Crispy Fish Sandwich, and Spicy BLT. My wife and our friend hardly had to think about it and knew that they wanted the Grilled Cheese – sharp cheddar with smoked mushroom duxelles and red onion jam on sourdough. They also wanted to share a side of the Fries – Potatoes from Green Thumb Farm, sea salt, choice of sauce. There were six sauce choices and they went with the standard ketchup in an unparalleled display of thinking inside the box. I eventually decided to go with Pulled Pork Nachos – corn tortilla chips, house smoked local pork, spicy queso, pickled jalapeno, cumin lime crema, cilantro, lettuce, and tomato.

Once we all decided on our food, I ordered at the end of the bar, was given a number to put on the table, and told that the food would be brought out to us. The number We received was 12 and on the other side of the number was a picture of Bob Sagat. Now I don’t know about you, but I am a big fan of anyplace that realizes Bob Sagat makes everything better. We each posed for pictures with Bob and the number 12 as we waited for our food. We also watched as other food came out in very large portions.

Before long, I saw the orders coming our way and simultaneously a mass exodus occurred. I was concerned they might be closing, but  eventually realized it was too early for that and just concentrated on my food. The ladies’ grilled cheese didn’t look like anything too special except that it was made from three slices of bread and had couple pickle spears on the side. I’m a sucker for extra pickles, so that alone was a positive sign. My nachos were smothered in fresh cilantro, but after eating a few leaves of it and pushing the rest aside, I saw a well-distributed, relatively even amount of all the other ingredients atop my chips.

After a full inspection of my nachos, I started removing chips from the plate like I was playing Jenga. With a few gone and the chips starting to collapse upon each other aided by the weight of the toppings, I started to get a sense of what was happening. The local pork was so tender – both smokey and sweet, but not intense, more of a consistent flavor that added to the plate without distracting from the other ingredients. The cumin lime crema was like a sprinkle of fairy dust as the cool citrus and spice was just an unbeatable combination to add to the mix. Along with the cheese, jalapenos, and fresh vegetables, this was a great concoction.

All three of us paid attention to our food like it was reading us our rights and the ladies each ordered another drink. After I neared the end of my nachos, Mrs. Portlandeater offered me some of her sandwich. I took a huge mouthful to make sure I got a full taste of everything in it. Plenty of cheese gave it a good start, but the heavy mushroom and herb mixture with the onions was a combination to die for and sourdough always makes everything better. I gave my wife a reassuring look that said “wow, this is a really good grilled chesse.” She returned with an audible “yeah, it’s the best grilled cheese I’ve ever had.” As a grilled cheese connoisseur, her opinion was as good as gold on that matter and I couldn’t disagree. I thieved the last few fries too and those proved to be a nice, crisp bunch of potato sticks worthy of an order.

It took a little convincing, but I got my wife to concede that it was a bad idea to order five more grilled cheese sandwiches to eat at home. We finished our drinks and decided to cash out. The meal came to just under 90 bucks before tip. That wasn’t at all bad for three of us eating and drinking. And the beer? Well, that was really good too. My three favorites were the Kaizen Saison, Knightvillian – a black ale, and the Malcontent. Feel free to drink a lot of those, but beware of the last one because, while it was as good or better than I expected, it’s also a stiff 8.5% ABV.

Foulmouthed Brewing turned out to be more than just a brewery. They’re a brewery. They’re a bar. They’re a restaurant. They’re a Brewbararaunt. And they’re a really good one. With excellent food and top notch brews it’s like going to your favorite eatery that makes everything from scratch, including the beer. Plus, the prices are very reasonable. South Portland most certainly has a new go-to location and you’d be doing yourself a favor if you get there soon. Tell ’em I sent you, and for the hell of it,  let’s just call this the Summer of Malcontent.

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​Davis’s KPT – A Kennebunkport Lunch to Celebrate Independence

My wife and I took another trip down the coast to explore and enjoy the ocean views in other parts of the state and celebrate the holiday weekend. Ready to eat when we got to Kennebunkport, we stopped at David’s KPT – the last of the David’s series of restaurants I had yet to try. It was another perfect Maine day with birds chirping, people smiling, and little fish jumping in the water, so the only real option was to sit outside and enjoy the waterfront views the restaurant had to offer. We sat ourselves in a shady area on the deck and waited a short time for someone to stop by our table.

After a few minutes, one of waiters graced us with menus and a greeting. He walked away and I skipped over to the mixed drinks – separated on the menu by the headings “on the rocks” and “straight up”. I was looking for something light and free and was nudged by the Jalapeno Fauxjito – jalapeno infused tequila, cucumber puree, lime juice, lemon juice, and simple syrup. Mrs. Portlandeater was in an “it’s summer, so let’s party like we’re having a baby on our anniversary” sort of mood, but still ordered a drink from her wheelhouse, choosing the Sangria – merlot, orange liquor, brandy, orange juice.
Our drinks took a little while as the service wasn’t particularly fast, but not outrageously slow either – more just “relaxed”. It was hard to complain though as we weren’t feeling any pressure to order quickly and the weather was enough to keep us captivated. When the drinks did make an appearance, mine was a glowing green with a slice of lemon hanging from it. My wife’s had a triple fruit of lemon, lime, and orange surrounding the rim. I was curious what I had gotten myself into as I’m not always a fan of green drinks. A simple straw slurp set in motion a series of flavor fireworks in my brain. As the drink hit my tongue, I found the heat of the pepper, the cool of the  cucumber, and a bit of sweet and tart citrus blend. Every flavor was distinct and though the drink was somewhat spicy, it was oddly wonderful as the other flavors melted into it.

The laid back atmosphere of the restaurant rubbed off on us and we took our time. Finally, we did decide what would pair well with our drinks and the sun. It turned out that the obvious choice of seafood was where it was at. She went with the Classic Fish & Chips – haddock, fries, slaw, and tartar sauce. I chose the David’s Crab Roll – Maine peekytoe crab, butter toasted roll, mayo, potato chips – and took the standard half size with the idea that I might want to get something else after. We finished ordering and happily basked in the sun, smiling from ear to ear because we were enjoying the water, weather, and the people frolicking about.
Before the food we ordered arrived, we were lucky to have a basket of four fresh-out-of-the-oven garlic, parmesan, and rosemary knots placed in front of us. Those bad boys, known by all who visit the David’s restaurants, are quite a  joy to eat and we did just that as we waited for our other food. I popped three of them into my face as I dreamed of growing a garlic knot tree so I would never, ever run out of the too-damn-tasty balls of breaded bliss.
All the knots were finished as we relaxed and waited for more food. Plates of succulent seastuffs eventually made their way toward the table and I was ready to peer into the soul of my crab. Chips, roll, pickle, and lemon sat on the plate from left to right. The crab roll had a minimalist bed of shredded lettuce on the bottom and a swirl of mayo on top. It was an unusual mayo placement and as I was eyeing it, my wife asked “does that swirl bother you?” I replied in the negative as I took my knife and smeared it all along the top of the crab, giving it the mayo mush it needed. I opened my mouth in a way that signified my independence and took a bite. I was free for sure – free from bad crab, free from a soft untoasted bun, and free from anything that didn’t taste like one of the best sandwiches I’d had in some time. This thing was truly delicious and the meat tasted like it had been plucked that very day.
In addition to the awesome crab roll with just the right amount of mayo, I was pleased to have a substantial pile of house-made chips which were really crispy and salty. The perfect mate for my roll, they let out an audible snap with every bite. As I slowed down my consumption just to savor my vittles a little longer, I looked over at my wife about 18 inches away and saw that she seemed to be doing well with her food. Her fish and different kind of chips looked beautiful with a handsome pile of slaw and a friendly cup of tartar next to them.

I finished my food and was offered a sample of the fish and chips. I tried them and was particularly impressed by the fish which was tasty, fried to the perfect crunchy texture, and also as fresh as could be. The tartar sauce was particularly good too with intense flavor and an unusual addition of some seeds to the mayo based fish enhancer. The accompanying chips/freedom fries were quite solid. We consumed everything, leaving nothing for the birds, bees, or any other hungry scavengers which may have been nearby.
With nothing to eat left on the table and my drink finished, I decided I wasn’t done yet and realized I would be letting America down if I didn’t consume until I felt like a hot air balloon ready to pop. “I need dessert,” I told my wife and commandeered a menu so I could take matters of excess into my own chubby hands. As I was scanning the desserts, I remembered from the previous menu that the cheesecake of the day was Vanilla Honey with graham cracker crust. I was prepared to eat that. At the urging of the wife, I also flipped the desert menu over and considered an after dinner drink. While choosing any one would have been great, I decided to maximize my fun by selecting a flight of three, going with Courviosier V.S. cognac, Sandeman 10 Year Tawny port, and Lustau Amontillado sherry. I rarely have an after dinner drink, but I was creating my own Fourth of July festival.
A beautiful plate of cheesecake was presented to me slightly faster than the other food had been coming out. The cake sat on a zigzag of strawberry sauce and next to a scoop of whipped cream that I initially thought was ice cream. A taste of the succulent sweet revealed a great mix of the cheese and sweet flavorings with the cream and strawberry as solid accompanying notes. I loved the chill honey foreground and the subtle vanilla. Not even caring about my drinks to come, I rapidly sucked down the amazing cake, living the American dream one bite at a time.

Several sizable bites of cake made for an empty plate, but now it was time to drink as my three lovely libations were placed directly in front of me. I started from the left as the Couviosier V.S. asked to be consumed. The deep golden colored liquid gave me a hint of wood – clearly from aging in barrels – and some fruit. I also found some vanilla, though that may have been partially left over from the cheesecake. Once that glass was tapped, I dove deep into the Sandeman. The rich, red booze hit me like hard candy –  fruit flavored with hearty, thick sweetness that presented itself more as dessert than drink. I finished by grabbing the Lustau Amontillado sherry which fell into a color I deemed to be a mixture of the previous two drinks. Golden/copper with red overtones, I was ready to down the final post-meal delight. Not as sweet as the port or as woody as the cognac, the sherry had a more easygoing backpack of flavors I found mildly woody, slightly nutty, and a bit of sweet fruit. 

All my tastings were finally done and I was ready to move on from my seat by the water. It was hard to leave such a perfect scene, but we couldn’t stay forever and I was very satisfied; we definitely got plenty of bang for the buck. The meal came to a sunny 78 George Washingtons before tip which was well worth the food, drink, and scenery we were provided. David’s KPT was yummy, fun, and an awesome spot to enjoy a nearly flawless summer day in Maine. The food was insanely fresh and didn’t give the slightest hint of anything not being created that very day. I enjoyed everything we had and left much happier than I walked in. David’s restaurants have never let me down. If you’re in the mood for freedom, independence, and the American way, take a trip to Kennebunkport to flag down David’s KPT and I bet they’ll make you happy too.
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Petite Jacqueline – New Location, New Review


When Petite Jacqueline opened the doors to their new location on Market St. recently, they did so right next door to their Portland Patisserie bakery. I wanted to check out what they had been up to and see if anything had changed since I was last at the old location. There’s no doubt this move provides the restaurant better visibility as it takes up much more length on the street and is very difficult to miss when passing by. When we entered, it was also impossible not to notice that there was a little more space inside. The other location, though beautiful, was a bit tight.

We were meeting another couple and arrived early, so we had a seat at the relatively empty bar and looked at the drink menu for our opener. The drink list included a small selection of French-inspired cocktails and a bunch of French wines along with a handful of beers. I wasted no time in going with the Boulevardier – Bourbon, Campari, Sweet Vermouth. My beautiful companion selected Blondeau Sauvignon Blanc. We ordered, noting that we wouldn’t be eating at the bar since we were waiting for others to join us.

After our drink requests were in, I watched the bartender closely as he worked three separate glasses full of ice to make sure mine was properly chilled, used proper turning technique with the bar spoon, and then combined all the ingredients into the martini glass. As he slid the glass my way, I excitedly took a big swig and coughed a little. This wasn’t far off from a Manhattan and my overzealous consumption was a bit much. I dialed it back a notch and took a smaller sip that I could actually enjoy. The red-hued drink was definitely potent, but had a hint of extra sweetness compared to my standard whiskey and vermouth favorite.


A few tips of the glass into my cocktail, our peeps arrived – right on time, ordered drinks at the bar, and immediately after, we were seated. Though there was more elbow room at this incarnation of the restaurant, the tables were small, and a seating for the four of us took two tables pushed together. It didn’t really matter though as we shared the stories of the day – including the tale of the Westbrook python – and peered at the menu. I wasn’t at all sure what I wanted, though it was either going to be an app and an entree or just a bunch of small plates.

The host visited our table to give us water and a baguette with herbed butter and let us know that the waitress would be visiting shortly. It wasn’t a big deal as we hadn’t made any decisions yet. When the waitress did come over, she let us know the specials and we asked a few questions about the soup, quiche, and cheese/charcuterie of the day. After she left, I realized it would be an app and entree for me. If I went with the small plates, one was going to be a plate of the cheese and charcuterie, but I would have had to pick what I wanted on it and I didn’t have that kind of energy.

Eventually, after much thought, we all made our final choices. I happily ordered the Escargot with herbed butter and bread crumbs and then the Roasted Chicken with potato puree and jus. Mrs. Portlandeater started with a Traditional Caesar and then went with the Plat Du Jour of Lobster Roll on a croissant with fries. Beef Tartare, French Attitude Burger, and Risotto concluded the requests from our party. The waitress walked away and we exhibited the subtle smiles that resulted from perfect dinner ordering and excellent table companions.

Our starters came out quickly. Escargot, Caesar, and tartare all arrived at the same time. I took one of the snails onto my fork right away and dropped it into my toothy cavity. It was really hot, but a slow chewing produced a bit of a buttery vegetable flavor as there appeared to be some celery in the dish. The slowly slithering seashell sporter was fresh and I could have eaten it virtually plain, but my next one required more of the butter sauce. That bite a minute later was a little cooler and after a simple sauce sweep, I was able to get more of an herb and garlic flavor. The true secret to enjoying the snails was discovered on my third try as I took a slice of baguette, loaded it with the buttery mud at the bottom of the dish, and consumed the soaked bread and snail at the same time. It was the perfect way to douse that sucker in sauce and a technique I highly recommend.


It didn’t take long to finish my app, but my wife still had a little salad left so I scooped up a bite of that. As the menu stated, it was most certainly the very traditional version of a Caesar and it was good – just what you’d expect when ordering that from pretty much anywhere. The tartare seemed to be a hit with our friends too as they nibbled at the rare beef and egg on top of crostini in front of them. Nobody left a single crumb on their plate and we proceeded to patiently waited for our entrees.


Four plates arrived shortly after the apps were done and everything looked really good. My dish was simple with two pieces of chicken on top of mashed potatoes. I went straight into the bird since it was right in my face clucking my name. I cut a man-sized piece with a little bit of skin. It was astoundingly good – spectacular even. The tender, juicy chicken with a slightly herbed, mildly salty coating was infused with more flavor than I thought possible on a chicken. I could hardly get it into my mouth fast enough. After a couple bites, I dipped into the spuds. Like a table saw through a soft stick of butter, I cut through them with my pronged potato poker. The piped-on, smooth, buttery potatoes were the thing of legend as they slid down my food tubes into my expanding belly. Geez…this was really good.


I didn’t hear any complaints from the crowd as everyone plowed into their meals with not a care in the world. The portion sizes proved to be appropriate as two at the table stopped short of eating their entire meal. Fortunately, one of them was my wife and I was able to snag the last small piece of her super-fresh lobster roll. It was what you’d want in the local classic, but the Franco-twist of a croissant instead of the Maine hot dog roll was a delicious change of pace. In addition to that, the fries were thin and crispy and the addition of baby gherkins was a nice compliment.


Though only a couple of us had room for dessert after all the food, we couldn’t resist the plate of goodies from the patisserie and decided to share a carrot cake. At about three inches in both circumference and height with cream cheese frosting and a carrot glaze on top, it was a sight to behold. As we took spoonfuls of the sweet cylinder, it was clear that there was more frosting than actual cake, but I wasn’t complaining. The delicious dessert coating was perfect parts sweet and cheesy and acted as a decadent blanket for the fluffy cake speckled with the occasional pecan. The three thin layers of carrot concoction added a little substance and made me feel like I wasn’t only eating frosting, though in truth, I mostly was. The cake lived a short life and once it was gone, we were all done.


At $100 bucks before tip, I was certainly pleased with Petite Jacqueline. I always am. They really make food the right way – fresh, with hearty portions, intense flavors, and no overcomplication. The service is excellent and the new atmosphere is a little more modern. While not quite as cozy as the last iteration, it’s less cramped and there’s definitely something to be said for that. The menu hasn’t changed much, if at all, but that’s not necessarily a bad thing, because the foods always been top notch and interesting. And now with the bakery next door, there’s a “to die for” combo of sweet and savory awaiting you. The duo of Petite Jacqueline and Portland Patisserie may very well cause you to eat too much, but I doubt you’ll care because it’s just so good.

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