the lighthouse donation

Ashley and Tim on the Lucky Catch lobster boat tour.

Our Saturday was full of adventures — prepare yourself for image overload. All seven of us headed to Portland first thing to join in on a lobster catching excursion run by Lucky Catch Cruises. When they only had room for five, Mike stayed behind to babysit Oliver.

Mike babysitting Oliver in Portland, Maine.

We suited up in our aprons and gloves and got to work. I filled this mesh bag with herring to use as bait in the lobster traps.

Ashley suited up on the Lucky Catch lobster boat in Portland, Maine.

Even little Ivy pitched in.

Ivy working the Lucky Catch lobster boat in Portland, Maine.

Tim said he likes oily fish and wanted to take some herring home. I almost barfed.

Tim and Brian on the Lucky Catch lobster boat in Portland, Maine.

Part of the lobster catching process is throwing the old bait into the ocean and replacing the traps with fresh bait. Each time we released the herring into the water, the seagulls would hover overhead and pounce upon the fish. It was slightly terrifying.

Seagulls looking for snacks in Portland, Maine.

After pulling lobsters from the trap, our boat driver measured each one to determine whether they were large enough to keep. The small ones got thrown back into the Atlantic.

Measuring lobsters on the Lucky Catch boat in Portland, Maine.

Before long, Ivy was fast asleep in Linsey’s lap. No lobsters for Ivy.

Linsey and sleeping Ivy on the Lucky Catch lobster boat.

The weather was beautiful and the scenery from the water was fantastic.

Looking at Portland, Maine from the Lucky Catch lobster boat.

Sailboats on the water in Portland, Maine.

The view of Portland Head Light, only the most picturesque lighthouse in this country, was particularly splendid. We learned that this is the second oldest lighthouse in the United States — the first is in Boston Harbor.

A perfect view of Portland Head Light in Maine.

Which brings me to my dollar spending moment of the day. After our boat ride (and lunch), we drove to Cape Elizabeth to get a closer look at the lighthouse. I’ve been there a couple times before (including the day Tim and I met), but it’s a great spot to revisit. While we were there, I noticed this cute little house with a sign requesting donations. So I slipped a dollar bill in the slot.

Dollar donation at Fort Williams Park (Portland Head Light) in Portland, Maine.

After walking the grounds, we followed the path that lines the coast and spent an hour hanging out on the shore. A perfect day.

Friends by the beach near Portland Head Light in Cape Elizabeth, Maine.

Ivy at the beach in Portland, Maine.

the toll

Cottage in Freeport, Maine

We ditched Boston this afternoon and took off for Maine. A few friends drove up from New York for the weekend, so we started off with lunch at Darwin’s in Cambridge, then made our way up to Freeport, ME. We hit a few tolls along the way, but I was pleased to see that our final toll totaled $1. Our weekend cottage is cozy and a few steps from the ocean (though the shore nearest the house is more mud than sand).

the earring tray

My cute new earring tray from Blossom & Bloom thrift shop in Leesburg, Virginia.

I used to store my earrings in a very disorganized fashion. I would take my earrings out at the end of the day and leave them wherever I happened to be standing or sitting. I have lost a lot of earrings in my day. But that won’t be a problem any longer, thanks to this cute new tray I found at Blossom & Bloom Thrift Store in Leesburg. I bought it a few weeks ago when I was home in Virginia, but didn’t begin putting it to use until now (hence the delayed post). And I have grand plans to never lose a pair of earrings again!

Funny story about buying this tray: The price tag read $1.50, but I was determined to have it and to use it for a blog post. I asked the owner of the store if she’d take a dollar for it — I’ve found the asking strategy to work in most shops like that. Unfortunately, she declined my offer — she had only recently put the tray out for sale, so she wanted to wait and get full price for it. She questioned my reason for asking — did I only have one dollar with me? I couldn’t lie, since I knew full well I had multiple bills in my wallet. At this point, my sister/shopping companion was getting embarrassed about the conversation, so she pulled out two quarters from her coin purse and the purchase was made. I guess that is cheating a little bit. But I really did only contribute $1 to the purchase.

Blossom & Bloom Thrift Shop in Leesburg, Virginia

the banana chips

Banana chips from Good Health Natural Foods in Quincy.

I have mixed feelings about dried fruit. Is it delicious? Yes. Is it always a good idea? No. These banana chips, for example, taste like heaven. They are also loaded with sugar and fat. I think banana chips are actually among the worst dried fruits because they’re often fried and coated in sugar before they’re dried. But they sure are tasty. I got these at Good Health Natural Foods in Quincy, which is a neat family-owned organic and specialty food market — basically a slightly less expensive, non-fussy version of Whole Foods. The smaller containers of banana chips were about a dollar each.

Nuts and dried fruits at Good Health Natural Foods in Quincy.

Not only does Good Health have more bulk nuts and dried fruits than any place I’ve ever seen, they also have great samples to try and take home. Tim and I tasted peanut butter fudge and chips and salsa, and we each got to take a 9 ounce bag of peanut choco drizzle crispy rice bars. And there are 18 little bars in each bag! Perfect school/work snacks. I’m not sure if their samples are always so generous, but I plan to return and find out.

Good Health Natural Foods on Hancock Street in Quincy.

the cilantro

The Cuisipro herb keeper houses my fresh cilantro perfectly.

Let me tell you about my heartbreak of the year. I have no place to grow herbs at my apartment — we’re lacking in direct sunlight. It is a tragedy. But I suppose I can deal with it as long as I can find $1 cilantro at Market Basket. I don’t buy fresh herbs as often as I’d like, because they often go bad before I get around to using them all. (Basil is the exception — it takes me about two seconds to use it all.) But ever since Tim’s mom gifted us this Cuisipro herb keeper, the life of my cilantro has been extended by many days. What a great idea, right?

I used this cilantro once last week for enchiladas, and now again to top my barbecue chicken pizza (the fourth BBQ chicken pizza we’ve had in the last four weeks). What should I do with it next?

Barbecue chicken pizza topped with cilantro from Market Basket.

the cannoli

John Adams' birthplace in Quincy, Massachusetts

We took this whole Memorial Day thing seriously and spent a few hours celebrating the life of a real patriot — John Adams. We watched the HBO miniseries a few months ago (it’s based on the book by David McCullough) and I’ve been dying to take a tour at the Adams National Historical Park ever since. We began our day at the home where John Adams was born (pictured above), then rode the trolley to nearby Peacefield, where John and Abigail lived for much of their married life. Four generations of the Adams family continued to live there, and all the contents of the house have remained just as the owners left them.

Peacefield, the home of John and Abigail Adams, in Quincy, Massachusetts.

A piece of me wants to share all the fun facts and neat stories we learned today on our tour, but I’m going to instead recommend that you take the tour yourself (and watch the miniseries and read the book!). The gardens outside the stone library are incredible.

The stone library and formal gardens at Peacefield, the home of John and Abigail Adams.

Although it was about a million degrees out today, I was content to sweat to death while looking at the thousands of flowers.

Beautiful flowers in the garden outside the John Adams home in Quincy.

See? I wasn’t kidding about the hot and sweaty thing — frizzy hair, squinty eyes, etc.

Ashley and Tim in front of the John Adams house in Quincy, Massachusetts.

After the tour, we blasted the AC in the car and drove to Fratelli’s Pastry Shop, also in Quincy. I’ve done my fair share of pastry eating in the North End, and I can tell you there is little to nothing you can buy at those shops for a dollar. Not so in Quincy! Fratelli’s has a whole section of mini pastries that cost $0.99, and they’re not even that mini.

Cannoli and other Italian pastries at Fratelli's Pastry Shop in Quincy.

I went for the cannoli (the green ends are pistachio chunks, if you were wondering), but they also had small versions of their cheesecake, cream puff, Neapolitan, and eclair. The taste ranks right up there with Modern Pastry and Mike’s in Boston, but everything there was slightly less expensive. I’m now trying to think of a reason to go for one of their full-sized cakes. And I don’t even like cake.

Delicious cakes at Fratelli's Pastry Shop in Quincy, Massachusetts.

the waffle cone

J.P. Licks double scoop in a waffle cone — brownie batter plus coconut almond chip

This waffle cone had a little more ice cream in it when I carried it out of J.P. Licks, but the two scoops were melting rapidly so I had to give them a few tastes pre-photo. Today’s dollar paid for this waffle cone. I often forgo the complimentary sugar cone when ordering ice cream, but the waffle cone smell always tempts me. And today, I felt I had earned it.

You see, I took my bike on its inaugural ride of the year today. It was a perfect summer Saturday when we left the house — mostly sunny and temperatures in the low 70s. We did a 20-mile loop passing through various parts of Newton and Weston, and while in Waban I started to feel little drops of rain. We rode on for five or ten minutes through heavy misting, then suddenly the storm clouds let loose. The rain drops were coming down so quickly I thought actual hail was piercing my skin. Even the biggest trees offered no protection. We eventually found refuge below the balcony of an apartment, but I was already 100% drenched. My legs and clothing were sufficiently mud-splattered. Hence the drowned rat look below.

Ashley and Tim enjoying a double scoop waffle cone at J.P. Licks

I didn’t mind the situation so much once I had taken a few licks of the coconut almond chip + brownie batter ice cream combo. J.P. Licks has some of the greatest, most intense flavors of any ice cream shop around. The flavors change monthly, so I have an automatic excuse to make regular visits to one of their 10 local stores. I missed out on trying their avocado flavor this May — can anyone report on the taste?

J.P. Licks in Newton Centre

the dinner rolls

dinner rolls from When Pigs Fly in Brookline

While on a walk to Coolidge Corner this afternoon to attend to some errands, we made a stop at When Pigs Fly Bakery to pick up some dinner rolls — four for $1. These rolls are perfectly soft with just the right amount of chewiness. And just a quarter apiece! When Pigs Fly has a fantastic array of artisan breads, like orange/toasted walnut/cranberry, Sicilian green olive/hot cherry peppers, and strawberry/banana/brown sugar. Today we sampled the mushroom herb focaccia, and I can’t wait for the day they have the chocolate loaf out for tasting.

bread from When Pigs Fly Bakery in Brookline

They also have a number of tantalizing cookies and pudding cakes. Their chocolate Heath cookie is huge and quite delicious. It has a somewhat cakey texture — not my preferred cookie consistency — but every bite is filled with multiple toffee chunks, so it all balances out.

chocolate heath cookie from When Pigs Fly Bakery in Brookline

When Pigs Fly Bakery in Brookline

the peanut butter sandwich cookie

peanut butter sandwich cookie from Lakota Bakery in Arlington

I consider myself to be fairly proficient in the kitchen, but nothing I do will ever come close to the creations that come out of Lakota Bakery in Arlington. This peanut butter sandwich cookie cannot be beat. Although I attempt to find variety in my daily dollar purchases, I’m thinking about turning this into a cookie-a-day thing instead. Just think — in 30 days, I could make my way through every cookie available at Lakota…

the artichoke hearts

artichoke hearts from ocean state job lot

Artichoke hearts have become a pantry staple for me. And at Ocean State Job Lot, the 6 ounce jars cost $1! I typically use these babies as a topping on pizza or a mix-in for pasta.

pasta with artichoke hearts from Ocean State Job Lot

Tonight’s dinner was a creamy red sauce with diced tomatoes and artichoke hearts. I would’ve preferred this on angel hair or thin spaghetti, but I was fresh out of long pastas. I am, however, in possession of exactly 24 boxes of other types of pasta — a few rotini, tons of penne, a couple chifferi, some farfalle, and a box each of shells and lasagna. So… if you’re ever in the mood for pasta, you know where to go. Anyway, I was craving a spicy tomato sauce, so I combined a few recipes and came up with this:

Spicy, Creamy, Artichokey Tomato Sauce

2 tablespoons extra virgin olive oil
1/2 cup diced onion
4 cloves garlic, minced
1 can crushed tomatoes
1 can diced tomatoes
2 teaspoons crushed red pepper flakes
2 teaspoons Italian seasoning
1/2 cup heavy whipping cream
salt and pepper, to taste
1 jar artichoke hearts, drained

Heat the olive oil in a large skillet over medium heat. Add the onion and garlic and saute for a few minutes. Pour in the tomatoes, red pepper flakes, and Italian seasoning, then heat for another few minutes. Now on low heat, stir in the cream, then the artichoke hearts. Add salt and pepper, to taste, then remove from heat. I tossed it with cooked pasta that I had topped with about a 1/4 cup of freshly grated Parmesan. You can never have enough Parmesan.