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Why don’t we all live in Maine?
No seriously, why don’t we? Oh my. We just returned from my cousin’s wedding in Falmouth, a dreamy occasion, a reunion of siblings and cousins, a weekend of lobster rolls, lighthouses, and sourdough bagels.
My sister and I and our families rented a house in South Portland in an adorable neighborhood, Willard Square, just steps from Scratch Baking Co., which we visited multiple times a day for …
and particularly addictive Maine sea salt bagels.
Across the street from Scratch is Willard Scoops, whose mint chocolate chip ice cream is speckled with vibrant green, fresh mint leaves — how do they do it? It is SO good.
The salted caramel is also a treat.
Just five minutes away parked in Fort Williams Park is Bite Into Maine, a food truck selling the most unbelievable lobster rolls.
Though I would have been just as satisfied with the grilled cheese and potato salad.
The Tiglet can’t wait to get back.