{"id":251,"date":"2004-05-07T06:28:49","date_gmt":"2004-05-07T14:28:49","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/mainecourse.com\/mt\/?p=251"},"modified":"2004-05-07T06:28:49","modified_gmt":"2004-05-07T14:28:49","slug":"gritty-mcduffs","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mainecourse.com\/mt\/2004\/05\/07\/gritty-mcduffs\/","title":{"rendered":"Gritty McDuffs"},"content":{"rendered":"

This is it for me, the last camping story.<\/p>\n

Our first stop after leaving Acton is always Portland, Maine. Besides being a town with good food, it breaks up the long drive. Two hours to Portland, three hours to Greenville, an hour or so to our campsite.<\/p>\n

As we drove along the waterfront, Adam and I bantered briefly about where to eat. Portland is a college town, and restaurants abound, with one on every corner, and some streets having nothing but. I thought we should stay away from the micro brews, not because the food that accompanies their copper-kettle-created creations isn’t good, but because only two of us were over sixteen.<\/p>\n

We circled the crowded streets before we gave up our search for a cheap meter, and pulled into a parking garage. Matt spied the going rate – one dollar for the first two hours. We laughed. A fee we could afford. We parked, walked out of the garage, and Robby, glancing across the street, said “How can we not eat at a place called Gritty McDuffs?”
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Robby has always reminded me of Travis. They are both understated, smart, and have a sense of humor that appeals to maybe six people in the country. Fortunately, Diane and I are two of those six. I remember Travis and I were looking for lunch one day, and though he wasn’t wild about sushi, we had to stop when he saw the name of the restaurant – Fugakyu. <\/p>\n

And that was it, no debates, no hesitation, we walked into Gritty’s, a micro brew, and sat down at a picnic-style table next to one with all women. <\/p>\n

I got a quick glimpse before I sat, back to the gigglers, and assumed college age.<\/p>\n

Trying to get a conversation going, and wanting to acknowledge how fond I was of the sounds that accompany Matt’s collective group, I said “Those people sound like your friends.”<\/p>\n

“What, my friends sound like a bunch of drunk thirty year olds?”<\/p>\n

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Guess what? Ice out on Moosehead lake – May 1st.<\/p>\n

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