A birthday, a baby and a lot of dogs: Sunday on the Wiscasset waterfront
Caroline Clark has been traveling through Wiscasset to get to New Harbor and other places about 80 years, but never stopped at the waterfront. She’s always wanted to and on Sunday, her 86th birthday, thanks to sons John Mills of Augusta and Brian Mills of Sydney, she got her wish.
She also got a crabmeat roll at Sprague’s Lobster on the Creamery Pier. “It was the best crab roll in the world. Delicious,” Clark said at a picnic table overlooking the Sheepscot River in the mid-afternoon sun.
Clark was born in Brooklyn, New York but didn’t stay long. Her family moved to Bath eighty-five and a half years ago and ran a convenience store on Washington Street where the Cabin restaurant is now. “That was our home. We had a vegetable garden and everything. We lived upstairs,” Clark said.
On the waterfront in Maine’s prettiest village, she was enjoying her birthday and finally having a chance to see the scenery up-close. “This is very, very nice.”
The three were among many Mainers and out-of staters ranging from first-timers on the waterfront to ones who make it a summer tradition.
Virginia Beach, Virginia’s Jared Strout, in line at Red’s Eats with border collie-mix Stella, makes it to the famous stand annually when he comes to Maine to visit family. Stella likes lobster. Would she be having some this time? “Probably,” Strout said.
Red’s Eats is having a good summer, blessed with a lot of good weather, co-owner Deb Gagnon said. “It’s been beautiful.”
Back at Sprague’s on the other side of Main Street, many patrons also had their dogs with them at the picnic tables. Some mingled, like Nadine Edris’ poodle-mix rescue Nellie, wearing a blue bandana around her neck; and Jim and Marthe Soden’s lab, Fred. He accepted pats from a girl who had gotten Marthe Soden’s okay. Soden, of Marian, Massachusetts, appreciated her asking; anyone should when they meet a new dog, Soden said. She sat with Fred while her husband of 46 years stood waiting at the longtime lobster shack for the food.
She got to watch the dog and her husband got that, she said, smiling.
Skippy the whippet was playing it cool, in the shade under the table occupied by Wendy and Marty Quinn of Lee, New Hampshire, daughter Caity Parsons of West Lafayette, Indiana, and her husband Paul Parsons.
Wendy Quinn had the lobster. Her daughter, who’d had the clam chowder, reached for one of the feelers and asked her mother if she was going to eat them all. Parsons’ baby boy is due Sept. 5.
The two women’s vegan husbands found food at Sprague’s, as well. Marty Quinn got corn on the cob; his son-in-law, fried mushrooms and fried green beans.
It was nice that there was music, Caity Parsons said, looking toward Mike Ferrucci nearby on acoustic guitar. He plays for tips. “And it’s just fun,” he said.
On the Commercial Pier down Water Street, Mary Ershbock of Chicago, Illinois thought she’d try a cone of Lear’s Old Fashioned Ice Cream lobster ice cream at QT’s Ice Cream Parlor. “It’s good,” she said. Ershbock was on a road trip with her sister from Utah. They flew in to Boston, visited Portland and stopped in Wiscasset on the way to Bar Harbor.
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