Friday on our trip we got a late start. Mainly because we had stayed up until 4 AM talking. It was also a grey start to the morning. By the time we left the hotel it was time for a late lunch.
Teague drove us over to the Bull and Claw Restaurant in Wells, Maine. I was calling this restaurant the Bear and Claw because of the
cute black bear decorations in the lobby. Apparently, when the restaurant opened in the mid-1970s, it was called the Bull and Bear, but since they didn't sell a lot of bear meat, someone suggested calling it the Bull and Claw. What could be more New England than surf and turf (lobster and steak).
Whatever the name of the restaurant, the food was reasonably priced. They also had a couple of smaller sized portion entrees which was perfect because I wanted dessert. My entree, not pictured, was Broiled Haddock with Buttered Crumbs and broccoli as a side.
I had a slice of blueberry pie with whipped cream. Maine blueberries are prized because they are wild, smaller, and sweeter than regular blueberries. Here's my slice of Heaven with the remnants of my unsweetened iced tea with lemon. Teague had a chocolate lava cake.
After lunch, we went back to the hotel. The weather had cleared so we packed up our beach bags and headed to
We sat on the beach and chatted, walked along the beach. We had to move our things as the tide was coming in. We stayed for a few hours and then walked to town.
On the way up Beach Street to town, we passed by a house with this very unusual pink bush in bloom. The plant identifier app called it a Dappled Willow
Since we had eaten a big meal in the afternoon, and we had gotten sandwiches from the Village Store the nights before, we decided pizza sounded good. It was a nice evening so we ate outside on the porch at La Pizzeria. My beverage was a Raspberry Lime soda and I asked for a lime.
The restaurant was crowded and we could overhear snippets of conversation from other parties around us while we waited for our order. Like the young man with his parents and looked to be grandparents talking to them about his new girlfriend.
I'm pretty much a plain eater so Teague didn't balk about splitting a classic Margherita pizza.
The restaurant is on the main street so while we were eating an ambulance and a few firetrucks from area towns careened through the center of town. Something big happened.
The following day, I did and search and found an article that a woman fell 20 feet off the cliffs along the Marginal Way. I could only read the headline as you had to be a subscriber to the paper to read the full article. A later search found another source that reported the woman
"suffered unknown injuries and her condition was not known."
After dinner, we stopped at the Village Market to get Whoopie Pies, the state dessert of Maine. I took a picture of the crosswalk painted for Pride month. I think the town should leave it painted year round. A splash of color looks so fun in the middle of the busy intersection.
A few things I like about Ogunquit. It's an easy town to walk around. A lot of the hotels are within walking distance of the center of town with lots of restaurants, the Village Market, lots of shops, ice cream, and the beach. Ogunquit also feels safe to walk around no matter the hour. I never feel as if I have to carry my keys between my fist, or that walking after sunset is not a good idea. I don't think the choice of a man or a bear is even on the table. (š»š)
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