For many of us, Friday’s lunch trip to the East Ender restaurant on Middle Street was a return to the establishment, as we had previously dined there as a group back in August of 2014. Seated upstairs, our first thought was just how dark the room was this time around– there’s mood lighting, and then there’s romantic lighting, and then there’s “possibly eating lunch in a cave” lighting. Our experience was the latter.
After a long hiatus, the Page One Web Solutions restaurant review blog is back! We’ve certainly still been going out for lunches as a team for all this time, and while we still might back-fill reviews for our past culinary adventures, we thought it would be fun to make a New Year’s resolution to re-dedicate ourselves to documenting our ongoing gastric explorations. We picked the perfect outing to review, too– our meal at The Run of the Mill in Saco, ME, before what is quickly becoming an annual P1WS tradition… going to see the new Star Wars movie!
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 »
As a person that enjoys culinary adventures yet mostly still eats like an 8 year old, I found Tiqa to be quite intriguing. Typically I don’t venture outside of culturally-familiar cuisine, mostly due to my fear of eating other species’ reproductive bits. That’s not to say I don’t enjoy good Indian food, or an Italian from time to time. Fortunately for me, the majority of our lunch venue votes come from grass-fed juicing vegan-ese with dietary restrictions and a keen eye for good local fare. We’ve had pretty good luck thus far and Tiqa was no exception.
Brad studies the menu in advance of his first review!
Tiqa is located on Commercial Street and is attached to the Courtyard Marriott. When I learned of the location, I assumed this would be a buffet where we would have the pleasure of dining side-by-side with world travelers and fishing boat tour enthusiasts. I was overwhelmed with the the idea of rubbing elbows with some of the world’s finest explorers while shoveling ladle after ladle of mint yogurt onto a plate full of falafel. To my surprise, it was really “restarauntesque”.Read More »
Long-time readers of this blog might remember my less-than-enthusiastic review last year of Elevation Burger’s then-new location on Commercial St. in the Old Port. If it had been up to me, I probably would have never gone back; however, it seems that the Fates had other plans for me.
The disturbances started last summer. Pat would stagger into the office in a daze, a man possessed, muttering things about a burger of legend. Strange things whispered in a choked tone of quiet reverence that made no sense. An impossible culinary combination of land and sea, meats of claw and hoof sitting side by side within a single bun. The sandwich of kings, the lunch by which empires rose and fell. 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 »