The words to that familiar song…”if you can’t be with the one you love, love the one you’re with…” would be the theme for Mother’s Day me. I knew my daughter would want to spend the day with her family, so I boarded a jet plane and gave myself the treat of a week-end in Maine! I’d never been there before, but my father swore the lobster up there was worth eating three times a day. He was right!
Arriving Friday night, I had plenty of time to get my fill of lobster and sightseeing. Saturday was spent driving around the Ogunquit area, a quaint town near the ocean. Homes ranged from the typical New England abode with the weathered shingles to more modern residences of brick and wood. Depending on the route, the road might be winding and narrow, with peaks and valleys, and just a marvel to view. The ocean waves were lapping the shore and the rock ledges that dotted the coastline in many areas. It made me wonder how the ships from England were actually able to make port and dock during the colonization of our country.
The resort where I was staying recommended Billy’s Chowder House for lunch, so off I went in search of sustenance as my late night snack dinner had long worn off. The restaurant was situated near the inlets outside of town. I fancy myself a connoisseur of clam chowder, so a bowl was the first thing I ordered. It was a thin creamy broth with enough butter to make a moist pound cake that reminded me of the oyster stew my mother used to make. The clams were whole and not the type I was familiar with. The chowder did have the potatoes and clam chunks I was used to. I loaded up the bowl with oyster crackers and additional pepper and I was all set! It was heavenly to say the least!
Now in ordering my soup, I really had to decide if it would be the lobster stew or clam chowder. One bowl of soup wasn’t enough, so for dessert I ordered a bowl of the lobster stew. The broth was the same as the clam chowder only now I had lobster meat! I’m not particularly fond of lobster claws, but the meat in the stew was tender and cooked to perfection! There were smaller chucks of tail meat as well. The lobster took up most of the bowl so the oyster crackers had to go in slowly! So good that just writing about it makes me want to head back to Maine for another bowl!
The rich soups made me sleepy and if I wanted lobster for dinner, I’d have to be well-rested to tackle the crustacean. A couple of miles from the resort was the Ogunquit Lobster Pound, a wooden cabin looking place nestled in a thick grove of pine trees. The lobster tank greeted the patrons so you pick out dinner before you even walked through the front door! I opted to see what else was on the menu before deciding how to have my lobster served. Coward that I was, I played it safe with two stuffed lobster tails with the usual sides. Turned out to be a great choice! But the raspberry cobble, recommended by the guest at the next table, was supreme! The cobble was juicy, sweet and juicy, and I would have gladly settled for a glass of the warm liquid!
Sunday finally rolled around and a drive to Kennebunkport was the destination. I stopped at an omelet shop before leaving town. Yum! It was thick with veggies and shrimp (no lobster available) and very satisfying. It was a small place, owner-run, with just a few tables. After a satisfying breakfast, I hit the trails for the next historic village. The welcome sign said the village was established in 1640 and it looked like some of the original structures might still be there. It was quaint and clean, lots of tourists walked about taking pictures. I drove to the ocean parking lot and sat for a bit watching the waves crash around the beach and a father help his daughter climb down the rocks between the parking lot and sand.
As I drove back to the resort to take another quick nap before meeting friends at Jonathan’s for dinner, I reflected on what the New World settlers thought as they landed along the Maine coast over three hundred years ago. There was a serene tranquility about the towns and villages, the buildings with the expected coastal appearance, the boats docked along the waterways, and the waves as they ebbed and flowed to the shore. I considered the area as a retirement option and a nice place to visit with my grandchildren. Hard winters are not my bag, but I do love snow and a blazing fireplace, so maybe I’ll have to check it out again during the winter months.
The New England Soul Patrol, one of the many fan groups that has followed Taylor Hicks’ career was there running a drive to help raise awareness of the needs of Safe Haven Humane Society, a no-kill cat shelter. Being the cat lover that I am, I made my donation to help further their cause. Besides cash, the group received food, litter and toys for the feline residents at the shelter.
Jonathan’s was having a special Mother’s Day dinner, two whole Maine lobsters. We all ordered the special so when the lobsters appeared we weren’t sure where to put everything! They were decadent – moist and perfectly cooked. First went the claws, the goal being to get the claw meat out in a single piece. Forget it; I was just happy to get the meat out! The tail was a whole different experience! It was lift, pull, break, bend, snap and voila, the tail was separated from the body. A dinner at the next table had to help us get the tails opened, but once the meat was exposed, the rest was easy!
We finished dinner in time to go to the room upstairs for Taylor Hick’s concert. Dessert or a glass of wine was part of our dinner package. I opted for a lemon tart. The tables were close together, and I was seated at the table right in front of Jeff Lopez. That would prove beneficial before the evening ended.
The guys came out, dressed in black, with Jeff and David wearing ties. Jeff Lopez on horns (sax and flute), David Keith on percussion, Leif Bondarenko on drums, Brian Less on the keys, Sam Gunderson on guitars, and Brandon Peeples on the bass started the warm up intro as Taylor made his way to the stage amid applause and excited shouts from the sellout crowd! There wasn’t a lot of room to move about the stage, but what room there was, Taylor made the most of it!
Cowbell and drumstick in hand, Taylor Hicks opened the show with “Compared to What”, a song guaranteed to make you want to stand up and dance, or at least dance in your seat. Other songs for the evening included “Soul Thing”, “Just to Feel That Way”, “The Maze”, and “The Deal”. I was nice to hear the older songs again since Taylor hadn’t performed them in quite a while.
“Maybe You Should” brought out a wishful pose that the song would soon be recorded by someone out of Nashville. “What’s Right is Right” and “Battlefield” kept the audience at full attention with lots of applause and cheering. “Nineteen” garnered a standing ovation by the audience, both young, mid-thirties, and old. No show is complete without “Seven Mile Breakdown”. As the song ended, Brian shouted to the band to remain and “Stay with Me”. That was the encore song. Instead of leaving the stage and coming back, they rolled right into the encore. Perhaps because of the close tables it was decided not to risk life and limb going back through the narrow pathway from whence they had come in the beginning.
Taylor was animated throughout the evening, chatting with the audience and teasing about his “Grease” tour run. Said he sang “Beauty School Dropout” about 585 times, and the next time he sang it, if there was a next time, might be for his kids. Then he sang the opening bars! For me, this was the highlight of the show!
When the show ended, Taylor Hicks headed straight for the merchandise table to sign and take pictures with those wanting such souvenirs. It looked like everyone in attendance was in the line which snaked from the table at the back of the room to the stage Taylor had just left.
It was a great show, the last of a very busy week for Taylor. In spite of any tiredness, Taylor gave everything he had to make sure everyone got the show experience they came for. I don’t think anyone left disappointed. At least I didn’t!
Additional Pictures from Jonathan's
Tags: Taylor Hicks, American Idol, Soul Patrol, Grease, RagsQueen, Traveling Circus, Taylor Hicks Community
Arriving Friday night, I had plenty of time to get my fill of lobster and sightseeing. Saturday was spent driving around the Ogunquit area, a quaint town near the ocean. Homes ranged from the typical New England abode with the weathered shingles to more modern residences of brick and wood. Depending on the route, the road might be winding and narrow, with peaks and valleys, and just a marvel to view. The ocean waves were lapping the shore and the rock ledges that dotted the coastline in many areas. It made me wonder how the ships from England were actually able to make port and dock during the colonization of our country.The resort where I was staying recommended Billy’s Chowder House for lunch, so off I went in search of sustenance as my late night snack dinner had long worn off. The restaurant was situated near the inlets outside of town. I fancy myself a connoisseur of clam chowder, so a bowl was the first thing I ordered. It was a thin creamy broth with enough butter to make a moist pound cake that reminded me of the oyster stew my mother used to make. The clams were whole and not the type I was familiar with. The chowder did have the potatoes and clam chunks I was used to. I loaded up the bowl with oyster crackers and additional pepper and I was all set! It was heavenly to say the least!
Now in ordering my soup, I really had to decide if it would be the lobster stew or clam chowder. One bowl of soup wasn’t enough, so for dessert I ordered a bowl of the lobster stew. The broth was the same as the clam chowder only now I had lobster meat! I’m not particularly fond of lobster claws, but the meat in the stew was tender and cooked to perfection! There were smaller chucks of tail meat as well. The lobster took up most of the bowl so the oyster crackers had to go in slowly! So good that just writing about it makes me want to head back to Maine for another bowl!The rich soups made me sleepy and if I wanted lobster for dinner, I’d have to be well-rested to tackle the crustacean. A couple of miles from the resort was the Ogunquit Lobster Pound, a wooden cabin looking place nestled in a thick grove of pine trees. The lobster tank greeted the patrons so you pick out dinner before you even walked through the front door! I opted to see what else was on the menu before deciding how to have my lobster served. Coward that I was, I played it safe with two stuffed lobster tails with the usual sides. Turned out to be a great choice! But the raspberry cobble, recommended by the guest at the next table, was supreme! The cobble was juicy, sweet and juicy, and I would have gladly settled for a glass of the warm liquid!
Sunday finally rolled around and a drive to Kennebunkport was the destination. I stopped at an omelet shop before leaving town. Yum! It was thick with veggies and shrimp (no lobster available) and very satisfying. It was a small place, owner-run, with just a few tables. After a satisfying breakfast, I hit the trails for the next historic village. The welcome sign said the village was established in 1640 and it looked like some of the original structures might still be there. It was quaint and clean, lots of tourists walked about taking pictures. I drove to the ocean parking lot and sat for a bit watching the waves crash around the beach and a father help his daughter climb down the rocks between the parking lot and sand.
As I drove back to the resort to take another quick nap before meeting friends at Jonathan’s for dinner, I reflected on what the New World settlers thought as they landed along the Maine coast over three hundred years ago. There was a serene tranquility about the towns and villages, the buildings with the expected coastal appearance, the boats docked along the waterways, and the waves as they ebbed and flowed to the shore. I considered the area as a retirement option and a nice place to visit with my grandchildren. Hard winters are not my bag, but I do love snow and a blazing fireplace, so maybe I’ll have to check it out again during the winter months.The New England Soul Patrol, one of the many fan groups that has followed Taylor Hicks’ career was there running a drive to help raise awareness of the needs of Safe Haven Humane Society, a no-kill cat shelter. Being the cat lover that I am, I made my donation to help further their cause. Besides cash, the group received food, litter and toys for the feline residents at the shelter.
Jonathan’s was having a special Mother’s Day dinner, two whole Maine lobsters. We all ordered the special so when the lobsters appeared we weren’t sure where to put everything! They were decadent – moist and perfectly cooked. First went the claws, the goal being to get the claw meat out in a single piece. Forget it; I was just happy to get the meat out! The tail was a whole different experience! It was lift, pull, break, bend, snap and voila, the tail was separated from the body. A dinner at the next table had to help us get the tails opened, but once the meat was exposed, the rest was easy!
We finished dinner in time to go to the room upstairs for Taylor Hick’s concert. Dessert or a glass of wine was part of our dinner package. I opted for a lemon tart. The tables were close together, and I was seated at the table right in front of Jeff Lopez. That would prove beneficial before the evening ended.
The guys came out, dressed in black, with Jeff and David wearing ties. Jeff Lopez on horns (sax and flute), David Keith on percussion, Leif Bondarenko on drums, Brian Less on the keys, Sam Gunderson on guitars, and Brandon Peeples on the bass started the warm up intro as Taylor made his way to the stage amid applause and excited shouts from the sellout crowd! There wasn’t a lot of room to move about the stage, but what room there was, Taylor made the most of it!Cowbell and drumstick in hand, Taylor Hicks opened the show with “Compared to What”, a song guaranteed to make you want to stand up and dance, or at least dance in your seat. Other songs for the evening included “Soul Thing”, “Just to Feel That Way”, “The Maze”, and “The Deal”. I was nice to hear the older songs again since Taylor hadn’t performed them in quite a while.
“Maybe You Should” brought out a wishful pose that the song would soon be recorded by someone out of Nashville. “What’s Right is Right” and “Battlefield” kept the audience at full attention with lots of applause and cheering. “Nineteen” garnered a standing ovation by the audience, both young, mid-thirties, and old. No show is complete without “Seven Mile Breakdown”. As the song ended, Brian shouted to the band to remain and “Stay with Me”. That was the encore song. Instead of leaving the stage and coming back, they rolled right into the encore. Perhaps because of the close tables it was decided not to risk life and limb going back through the narrow pathway from whence they had come in the beginning.
Taylor was animated throughout the evening, chatting with the audience and teasing about his “Grease” tour run. Said he sang “Beauty School Dropout” about 585 times, and the next time he sang it, if there was a next time, might be for his kids. Then he sang the opening bars! For me, this was the highlight of the show!
When the show ended, Taylor Hicks headed straight for the merchandise table to sign and take pictures with those wanting such souvenirs. It looked like everyone in attendance was in the line which snaked from the table at the back of the room to the stage Taylor had just left.
It was a great show, the last of a very busy week for Taylor. In spite of any tiredness, Taylor gave everything he had to make sure everyone got the show experience they came for. I don’t think anyone left disappointed. At least I didn’t!
Additional Pictures from Jonathan's
Tags: Taylor Hicks, American Idol, Soul Patrol, Grease, RagsQueen, Traveling Circus, Taylor Hicks Community
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