No breakfast, except for the industrious one. Heath made a potatoes, sausages, peppers from two nights before. The rest of us just wanted to get OUT!
On our drive to Bar Harbor, we saw many antique shops, lobster places, nurseries, beautiful homes and resorts. We parked in the dock parking lot and since I needed some medication for my sore back, we stopped at Testa's, a popular bar and restaurant on the main drag. It was there that we met the next Mr. Casey Furlong, Glen, the bartender, was a very funny and knowledgeable guy! He made me and Antoinette caipirinhas, and he made them very well! He could tell a good story, but with a wry sense of humor. He knew about cachaca, about using raw sugar (but he didn't have any) and he ran to the liquor store to get the cachaca. Bob and Heath had summer ale (Shipyard). Then Heath tried a caipirinha when we had our second round, but this time, Glen, honored us by putting them into copper mugs. They stayed iced cold for a long time and the drinks were good to the very last drop. Glen educated us about digestifs, how the Europeans view meals, eating, and settling the stomach--we talked about where we could find moose, and he gave me a nose of Irish Mist (heavenly) and Pernod. I didn't want to leave so we decided to stay for lunch. Glen had recommended the prime rib sandwich, so Bob, Antoinette, and I got the prime rib sandwich. Heath ordered a bowl of clam chowder--and he is an afficionado of clam chowder. When it came and he tasted it, he declared it, "Hearty and delicious!" He said there were a ton of clams. When we got our sandwiches, H-O-L-Y C-O-W!! There was an 8-oz cut of prime rib, perfectly cooked, in a large French roll--it came with potato salad or French fries--and tiger sauce (yummy sour cream, worcester sauce, and horseradish). The prime rib was fat free, succulent, tasty, and just downright scrumptious.
We did some tourist shopping, bought some t-shirts, jewelry, and of course, something for Ana. We had a three-hour parking limit, but we were ready to leave anyway. So after looking at some of the boats and ships in the harbor, we were off on our next adventure.
We drove partially through Acadia, saw two deer, and left the park for LeMoine and Marlboro public beach. Heath was on a search for a crab. No luck, unfortunately.
Home again, home again, jiggety jig! We had Italian subs for dinner and Heath had ice cream with strawberries.
Then, guess what! We finally had Antoinette's fire. We sat around telling stories and talking for about two hours. It was a fun-filled night and Bob's fire was magnificent (but I always knew that!)
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