So, we were in Boothbay, ME for three days. Our itinerary was pretty simple; wake up, eat, see something cool, eat, rest, look at the ocean, eat again. I highly recommend this simple plan, especially if you hail from a large metropolitan area and need a sound break from the nonsense and chaos of so-called civilization. Be that as it may, we ate a substantial amount of fresh lobster, in a variety of different formats, the steamed version and roll version being our favorites. I also ate local clams whenever I could because I felt that it was my duty (mom being from Maine and all), and I like them steamed and fried. And so it is, that we came to visit The Lobster Dock.
We had lobster rolls from about five different establishments in Boothbay, and prefer the Atlantic Avenue side of the Harbor, also popular with locals. The cold lobster roll at the "Dock" was easily the best (we didn't try the warm). Now, lobster rolls by design are pretty simple, so one would assume they all pretty much taste the same. Not so. One could opine perhaps, within their simplicity lies the nature of the challenge to create epicurean beauty. But, it is not mine to ponder how, only to eat what I find delicious...and this roll is delicious. Number 1. Period. End of story.
After the roll, I gently sipped away at my micro-brew IPA and turned my attention to a steaming pint of fried belly clams. The friendly staff had delivered them while I was occupied with the roll version of lobster. I'm not going to lie. I hit those clams hard, with great expectation and enthusiasm and they stood up to my vigor, one after another. My joy was almost unbearable and the short moments I took to breath and gulp another splash of local brew were eclipsed again and again as I went back to the box, and the tartar, and to my mouth. When it was all over, I must have plummeted to the floor and passed out due to rapture. When I came to, I saw the face of what I thought was a mystical being, obscured by the brilliant falling sun, smiling, and welcoming me to heaven. But, alas, it was only Mitch, the owner, recalling how he had warned me that the clams were pretty good...and now would I please get up off the floor?
Best fried clams I ever ate, and I'm not embarrassed I made the local paper.
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