Saturday was sunny and crisp. We left early for a day trip up coastal Route One to the charming town of Camden, Maine with stops in between; our first was the Maine State Prison Showroom in Thomaston.
They offer a variety of goods handcrafted by Maine inmates.
My favorite was the log cabin dollhouse!
You can buy it furnished, too. (Chipmunk house?!)
Wayne seemed to really like the idea of a ball and chain “now that we’re married,” he said. Hmmm
Downtown Camden is filled with adorable shops and historic inns.
The public library bench in the outside garden includes stone books.
This is the library skylight!
The local Episcopal church parsonage was built in 1810, I believe.
Who wouldn’t smile with this view from the bench?!
The next stop was Camden State Park to drive up Mount Battie. Click the pics for the full breathtaking views.
We were both starving and headed back onto to Route One south to eat at a German restaurant and European deli that Wayne had once visited many years ago. When we reached the little town of Waldoboro we made a right onto a rural road and drove seven plus miles before we arrived. Then there it was, Morse’s Sauerkraut, an unassuming European deli/store/restaurant tucked away in Maine farmland over an hour away from Portland since 1918. I didn’t know what to expect when we walked inside.
Wayne said my face lit up and I was overwhelmed by all of the goodies everywhere! We put our names on the wait-list for the cozy five table dining area. The other two couples in line were really nice and had been coming back for years. The nearly forty minute wait flew by between the conversation and checking out the curious wonders on all of the shelves and in the deli.
The dining area is industrial chic without trying to be; it’s just unpretentious and honest.
Our server, Sloane, was very sweet and she brought us our steaming hot Reuben sandwiches to our table very shortly after we ordered. Because I grew up in NYC I’m well versed in what makes a European deli legit, and this is the real deal and not “inspired by” nonsense. Also, you can taste love in the food as if your long lost German grandma made it for you.
By the time we were finished the sun was already quite low in the sky and we had an hour and a half drive back home. I couldn’t get over how quickly the day had gone by. We both agreed that it will be a day to remember. Our honeymoon continues!