Not in that order… which came first, the pumpkin or the turkey? Why did the chicken cross the road? Y’all… I’m trying to be all deep up in this here paragraph… but apparently I’ve already run out of deep questions. In the meantime, what’s up with Kim Kardashian, y’all!?
Day 6 began with a jaunt down to the Canterbury Shaker Village, which is not an operating Shaker village, but a museum of sorts. I’d definitely heard about the Shakers… mostly knew about their hard work ethic and quality products, but it was interesting to learn more about their way of life. We watched a documentary on Shaker living and why the religion dwindled into oblivion, and now I think there is only one working Shaker village in the US. Then we had to hit the gift shop because Madre is in love with all things Shaker workmanship. If she could have, she’d have bought one of each item. Everything they make is of high quality. I came away with a cool-looking carved wooden crochet hook (ALRIGHT, WHO’S GOING TO TEACH ME TO CROCHET A SWEATER!?!?!?), a candle that reminded me of Thanksgivingy smells, and a Shaker pie cookbook. We also ended up with a pumpkin whoopie pie (who knew whoopie pies were so popular in the Northeast) because it came highly recommended by pretty much every person we talked to. It did NOT disappoint!! Holy night DEE-VINE!
I pretty much fell in love with their white picket fences and rock walls and vowed that I’d have one of them put in my invisible mansion… STAT! The builders in my brain are working on it as we speak. We then took off for this highway our hotel front desk chic said was a MUST DRIVE… something about Cowabunga Highway… Kookabura Highway? Dang… I just Googled it… Kancamagus Highway. You can see why I couldn’t remember the name. I reverted to the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle language… Cowabunga Dude… heroes in a half shell… turtle power! It was supposed to be beautimous and fall colory and leavey… I wish I could tell y’all what exactly was going on up in that there highway but too many sleepless nights were catching up to me and I pretty much drooled my way through Lacucaracha Highway. Maybe Madre could tell y’all what she saw in the comments (HINT HINT MADRE!!!)
On the other side of ArabEmigration Highway was another recommended place of lunching… Hart’s Turkey Farm. I might be hallucinating, but I swear to you that the Food Network show, Diners, Drive-Ins, and Dives visited this turkey farm once? Anyone? Anyhow, a turkey farm is a fantabulous place for a vegetarian because they have broccoli… mmm mmm fibery! Madre really enjoyed her Thanksgiving meal complete with side order of pickled beets. I wasn’t complaing too much because I had a rocking good pile of broccoli, a sliced apple, and some gravy-less mashed taters. They also served this carrot relish on saltines… who knew carrot relish would be tastee!?
Madre is mighty tempted just to fly the family back out to New Hampshire for Thanksgiving dinner. I’ll be sure to dress as a turkey in a pilgrim hat.
Thanksgiving over and done with, we headed for Portland, Maine… on the way we passed this cool-looking farm/farmer’s market majigger. Such an adorable place. If it didn’t cost so much to ship pumpkins home, I’d totes have bought a bushel or 5. We pulled up just as a crowd of people were standing around a crane hoisting up a blanket full of pumpkins. Apparently, they were going to drop the pumpkins and have pumpkin guts for dinner. We missed the drop by about 15 seconds as we were running from our parked car to the field. Eh well… there was plenty to see.
We LOVED these adorable pumpkin displays they had pretty much everywhere!
Inside they had assortments of beautiful-looking fruits and vegetables. I wanted to buy one of each, but I settled for some apples, which were super crunchy and flavorfull! Fun little produce stands are always a fun find in our book… even if none of it would fit in my suitcase!
Question of the Day: What is your favorite thing about Autumn?