A trip to LL Bean

Last time Debbi and I went to the LL Bean flagship store in Freeport, ME, was 1984. Deb had come to Boston from Panama and had no warm coat. Now we’re in Maine, and finding our time in NC has left us, well, cold! So we trekked south about two hours.

We found a brew pub for lunch (of course!). Gritty McDuff’s is a three-location Maine set of brew pubs, in place since 1988. Deb had a lobster roll (lobster salad on bread), I had a lamb gyro, and we both had chowder. Yummy stuff, washed down by local bitters and IPA.

Then to Mother of Purl, a yarn shop, where Deb bought gorgeous Peruvian wool for a vest she might make for Jim. Or, the yarn will go into the stash and never see the light of day! [Editor’s note 3/25/23: the vest is underway!]

Then to LL Bean, where we bought some lined jeans, bathrobes (we should have brought these from home), a wool hat to keep the snow off Deb and replacement chopper buckskin mittens for the ones Jim wore out a decade ago. The store is now part of a huge complex, having grown a whole lot since we were there last. It’s clear from the size of the parking lots that it is a major tourist attraction in the summer. I took only a couple of pictures, and here they are.

Back to Lincoln! Deb works tomorrow and Friday, so I’ll go to the gym and get laundry done. Maybe some genealogy, as RootsTech is on.