When I saw this tee-shirt, I started drooling

Where, for heaven’s sake, would this place be? We don’t have a lot of options in our remote rim of Maine.

And then I was told the restaurant was a late and lamented site a block from my home, now reincarnated as an echo of the grill and bar next door. Only, perchance, a shade better.

Well, as a reaction, I did have an appropriate Greek slang expression I’d found earlier when researching background for my novel What’s Left, not that I’ll quote it here.

‘This is not New York’

was so surprised
in rush between breakfast
and boarding the Peapod for shore trip
to find in my pillbox this wasn’t Tuesday but Wednesday

when did I lose a day?

On Isle au Haut pier

I salute the shopkeeper for thanking
Justice Roberts for Obamacare
and explaining to him
why it was so important to her

to us