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It has been nearly fifteen years since I moved away from Portland, ME and there is precious little I miss about it, but going to Harbor Fish Market to buy my seafood is definitely one of them. So is the best freaking pad thai I ever had, but that’s another story. Slashfood had a short interview last week with the owner of Harbor Fish, Ben Alfiero. They’ve expanded their business to include a wholesale business and they now include non-local product to cater to more sophisticated consumer demand, but they are still in that smelly little run-down wharf building and if you want the freshest possible fish in Southern Maine, they’re still THE place.

In case you hadn’t heard, the Great Bitters Drought of 2010 is finally over. Or, maybe you hadn’t heard there was a shortage of bitters in the first place…well, there was, but now there’s not. So there. This Atlantic Monthly food blog post from April explains the whole story behind bitters, what to look for, and how to use them in your cocktails for that exquisite little floral note.

Waah. Just waah.

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Mutual Friends Of Torrez

Several things to share that come from some of the people I know from “The Site Which Shall Not Be Named”:

First off, let me recommend to you a new feature from the Boston Globe’s website, Boston.com: The Big Picture

It is the pet project of Alan Taylor, who is a web developer at the Globe and one of the best-known denizens of our particular web community. For a long time now, he has regaled us privately with photos snatched from the press agency wires — the photos that are sent to most every major news outlet in the U.S. every day. Most of the photos he’s shared are NOT the ones that photo editors pick for their publications, but are often times gripping pictures of crises, beautiful photos of exotic locations, or just interesting shots that weren’t quite newsworthy. After a lot of begging and pleading, he finally convinced the powers-that-be at Boston.com to let him post some of those pictures to a daily photo blog, which has now been up and running for a couple of weeks.

I highly recommend adding The Big Picture to your daily blogcrawl.

Also of major prominence, you might remember the sudden popularity of a website called “Barack Obama Is Your New Bicycle”. A genuine Internet meme if there was one, it shot to the height of popularity just as Obama’s campaign started to take off in the polls this winter. Matt Honan is responsible for that website and also the paperback book version of it, which goes on sale nationally in August, just days before the Democratic National Convention. The Internet has, of course, moved on to other memes since then, but you can buy the book and remember those glory days forever.

Somewhat less importantly, but worth looking at anyway: Jason Rhode wrote a well-timed post about the 1935 Sinclair Lewis novel “It Can’t Happen Here”. The book tells the story of the rise to power of a homespun demagogue who becomes president and ushers in a wave of fascism that overwhelms America. Written in the 1930s, as Hitler and Mussolini were consolidating their power in Germany and Italy, the book is clearly aimed at the widespread popularity of fascism in the United States and at populist politicians like Huey Long, but, as Jason writes, the scenario envisioned by Lewis has many parallels to the rise of George W. Bush and the current political scene in the U.S. that it could have been written last week.

Last, but not least, Derek Taylor, who usually writes about the goings-on in my old stomping grounds of Portland, ME, recently went to Italy for an extended vacation and offers some potentially useful tips for anyone else who might follow in his footsteps. Included in that post is a link to the photos he shot there, which you’ll want to look at even if you’re not planning a trip to Italy.

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Look For The Defunct Label


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Labelscar.com is a fascinating blog about shopping malls all across the United States (via).

On the face of it, malls seem anything BUT interesting — from the outside they’re oversized, featureless buildings surrounded by acres of parking lot, and inside they are often sterile and (thanks to the plethora of national mall retail chains) generic. Nevertheless, shopping malls became the crossroads of hundreds of American communities in the 1970s and 1980s and are as deeply enmeshed in our culture today as the fabled downtown ever was in the earlier part of the 20th Century. I vivdly remember when the first enclosed mall opened in my hometown (well, in the city across the river, Lewiston, but the distinction between the two cities is blurry at best) and I was already in high school when the “big” mall opened (really in my hometown this time). My friends and I spent plenty of time at the mall, but we escaped being true mallrats by only a couple of years. Now, we are well into a second generation of Americans whose public sphere has only ever been the mall.

“Labelscar” takes its name from the mark left behind when a store leaves a particular mall space, and the removal of the store logo leaves behind unsullied paint or other marks. A lot of this website is taken up with documenting defunct malls, and, as with the photo above, the pictures of spaces ordinarily full of people and goods gone dark and empty cause a bit of cognitive dissonance.

One particular subsection of the site appealed to me quite a bit: All The Malls Of New England. One of the site’s authors claims that he has been inside every single enclosed shopping mall in all six New England states. He lists all of the malls he’s been inside, though he only has photos of a small subset. I believe that I have come up with two that he missed — the Tontine Mall in Brunswick and the Rainbow Mall in Portland. The Tontine Mall still exists as far as I know (I haven’t been to Brunswick in years), but the Rainbow Mall long ago became the home of Andover College. It has not been a mall for so long, that it’s likely that the blog author isn’t old enough to ever know it was a mall.

Neat website, good for an afternoon’s-worth of noodling around. Lots of interesting and informative comments from visitors reminsicing about their childhood malls or filling in some of the gaps in information.

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Shucks

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So they’re finally getting a Whole Foods supermarket up in Portland, Maine, but they’re fighting over whether or not to sell live lobsters.

In Maine.

Live lobsters.

You can’t swing a dead cat without hitting someone selling live lobsters in Maine, so frankly if the Whole Foods people are so against it, I think they could probably skip the whole thing and be none worse for it. Instead, as you’ve probably read, they’re going to give each lobster its own cozy little room in the tank instead of the usual “pile ‘em up in one big tank” approach.

Oooookay.

I guess it’s okay to be concerned about the suffering of lobsters, though it seems to me we’re investing a lot more in their suffering than the suffering of human beings (anyone who’s taken a walk down Congress Street in Portland will know exactly what I’m talking about).

Once again the Whole Foods folks are being a bit hypocritical. They don’t want to cause suffering for live lobsters and they don’t promote boiling them live either — they will gladly stun them for you using a “humane” device called (and I am not making this up) “The Crusta-Stun”. But let’s say you are too squeamish to buy a sea mudbug, living or stunned, and instead opt for the convenience of packaged lobster meat. Well, the Whole Foods folks are glad to sell you some of that, too, but this is the big-ass machine they use to get that meat — a high pressure machine that literally forces all of the meat out of every last nook and cranny of a lobster shell, even the little tiny legs (as every REAL Mainer knows, you always suck the meat out of the legs). I’m not entirely clear on how this is more humane than boiling, or even the infamous ice-pick method of lobster murder. I suspect it’s humane the same way we “humanely” slaughter cows, chickens and pigs — i.e. mechanized to the point that it doesn’t seem like slaughter.

Me, I am a traditionalist and firmly believe in tossing live lobsters directly into a big ol’ pot of boiling water. It has been my own personal tradition for some time now to kiss each lobster on the carapace before I throw them in the water to let them know that they are loved for their tasty sacrifice. I think that’s pretty humane. Maybe the Whole Foods store can hire a lobster kisser to bid each one adieu as they leave the store.

(links via The Secret Life Of Lobsters)

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