You would think after the obscene amount of Boone’s Farm wine and malt beverages I have consumed, that I would have also tried out its namesake, Boone’s Fish House & Oyster Room. You would think incorrectly, but not anymore! Our latest Friday Lunch excursion was my first experience to this Old Port fixture, and it
Despite being typecast as the restaurant reviewer who only reviews restaurants starting with ‘R’, like Perd Hapley’s reporter characters, I jumped at the opportunity to give my opinion of a venerable Old Port fixture. Some say this pub was brought over, brick by brick, from a long-lost county in Ireland in the wheel wells of Aer Lingus jets. All we know is, it’s called Ri Ra.
It was a cool November day in Maine. Actually, no. I cannot deny the climate’s warmth on that sunny Friday. As usual, our party was in seemingly high spirits for our company outing to Ri Ra Irish Pub. There was a dark cloud, though, and everyone had a feeling in the pits of our stomachs that nothing would be the same after that day. While it was a day of revelry, it was also a day of mourning at Page One. For Shamus, master of both graphics and designs, was leaving us to catch the wave of the future: print media. Read More »
Summertime, and the livin’ is easy. Finding outdoor table space for the legion of Page One employees, however, is not. Outdoor eating? Sure. Outdoor eating at a certain time? No problem. Outdoor eating at a certain time for 14 people? Portland, we have a problem.
Rivalries was our best bet for finding some coveted outdoor seating for the triple crown Friday Lunch. It was a lunch of new beginnings (I hope they keep me!), new beginnings in Rhode Island (Erich will be missed), and birthdays (Scott’s 21st birthday, I assume). They were the only game in town that didn’t scoff at a very large seating request and gave us decent odds for utilizing their spacious patio area. And we would have gotten away with the patio if it wasn’t for those pesky futbol fans.Read More »