Year: 2025

Jan 31, 2025

IT WAS THE BEST OF TIMES, IT WAS THE END OF TIMES – by Auggie

Now we come to the uncomfortable crux of this entire piece. I will say out loud what most would ignore or not repeat: This blog really stinks on ice as of late.

If you disagree, I encourage you to bare-knuckle fight me in the comments.

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Jan 1, 2025

BLUEBERRY FIELDS FOREVER – by Don

We Mainers ignored the bland gravy to our peril. We ignored the other warnings until it was too late. When we finally came up for air, there was a vast influx of smug, self-important, litigious, late-middle aged, suburban transplants in control of our breakfast restaurants. And they did not deign to have their senses affronted by something as plebeian as spicy sausage gravy or hot sauce that was actually hot.

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