Nothing earth-shattering for the remainder of the weekend but we had a great time. The cabin had a copy of “The Lost Kitchen” so I spent some happy time by the wood stove, leafing through that.
Saturday
Breakfast at home. I had thoughts of going to Maples Bakery in Yarmouth for their outstanding bagels, but the cabin had taken hold. So had the hot tub. And a day later, I was somewhat regretting my choice because the owner announced that she’s selling Yarmouth (but keeping New Gloucester). And they are closed on Sundays/Mondays. Oh well. We finally headed out and grabbed lunch at Goodfire Brewing in Freeport. It was much more trendy/millennial than we expected (lots of soft colors/brass finishes. The food and beer were much better than we expected, although B didn’t buy any beer to-go. Good pretzel with a sprinkling of beautiful flaky salt to start. My fish sandwich was outstanding despite the terrible photo - the fish was ultra-fresh with a great fry job and it was well-constructed (I detest a messy sandwich). B took a few bites and while he enjoyed his chicken sandwich, he was coveting mine. SO enjoyed his meal of chicken nuggets. Friendly service.
SO squeezing his fancy orange slice into his water to make OJ
We went on an easy hike up nearby Hedgehog Mountain and on that clear-as-a-bell day, we had a great view of Mount Washington, 65 miles away. We then ventured into Portland, with plans to attend a St. Patrick’s Day party at the Portland Club. SO enjoyed the bagpipes but even more enjoyable, he found the kids in attendance and they all played foosball, darts, and ping pong. The complimentary food consisted of something straight outta a college beer party - popcorn, Fritos, and deli sandwiches. There were also complimentary drinks. 
B needed to soak up the Guinness so he ate the sandwiches. SO and I refrained. We left around 7:30 pm and everything was packed (we were in the vicinity of Pai Men Miyake) so we sadly left Portland without eating and hit the local grocery store. SO was happy eating ramen noodles and dumplings in the comfort of the cabin. I had…food, which probably consisted of instant ramen. 
Sunday
Breakfast at home, followed by a hot tub session. We had a mid-afternoon snow tube session so we prepared by having a rib-sticking lunch at Brickyard Hollow pub in Yarmouth beforehand. Pub food done well, including quite delicious Brussels, a sausage/feta/banana pepper pizza, beef chili, mac and cheese. Awesome fries.
Monday
Always sad to leave a fun place, but we checked out and stopped in Portsmouth for lunch, where many places are closed on Mondays (including our favorite, Anju, in neighboring Kittery). We had 2 free beer tickets at Portsmouth Brewery, a place that we haven’t been to in ages, so we went there. B got a fish sandwich, remembering his sadness about not getting one at Goodfire (this one was not as good), SO had plain ol’ penne with red sauce. Yours truly got the mushroom sandwich, which I bit into and then realized, these are not mushrooms. B saw the expression on my face and knew something was wrong. Our earnest but clueless server simultaneously ran over to me and told me that she accidentally served me a grilled chicken sandwich. Luckily, I’m no longer a strict vegetarian as I once was about a decade ago. The server is vegetarian and she was mortified at her error. She took it off the bill (we still tipped on the full amount) and brought out my mushroom sandwich. What got my goat is that it came out soggy. I don’t like to waste food, but they could have at least warmed it up. I must say, the bite of chicken sandwich was better. 
We decided not to use the free beer tickets - it just didn’t feel right. B gladly took the chicken sandwich for dinner that night. An amusing ending to a wonderful weekend away.
Mushroom sandwich
The imposter mushroom sandwich
