While we were home in Maine for Christmas, my parents, little brother and sister-in-law got us a night at a local bed and breakfast, plus 24 hours of babysitting! We were in heaven! We enjoyed strolling through town, visiting little shops and galleries, and trying out several restaurants. We ate breakfast at the bed and breakfast and it was amazing. BUT, the most incredible place that I still dream about? Salt Water Farm in Rockport.
We had a simple green salad that was so memorable, I imgaine it must be what salads taste like when they die and go to heaven. (Though really, if you're a salad and you make it to heaven, probably nobody eats you...) I've grown my own greens, eaten fresh-as-a-daisy farmer's market greens, local and organic, the best I could buy! But nothing compares to that salad. The greens were grown in Maine (in a greenhouse, of course, it was winter) and had a simple vinegrette that must have had some sort of secret ingredient (salt from some mythical isle?). And after that simple starter, everything else was equally as pure, delectable and upliftingly delicious.
All of this was set against the simple and beautiful backdrop of hardwood floors, wooden tables, brick, linen, antique silver...
Salt Water Farm's philosophy is to prepare simple, nourishing food using ingredients that honor their time and place. They believe in traditional cooking methods and resourcefulness in the kitchen. And something I love is that they are advocates for the community’s farmers, fisherman and craftsmen. It's such a beautiful realization of right thinking made concrete and delicious.
I'm going on a little trip this spring and planning a roadtrip with a girlfriend. Until then, I'll be dreaming about breakfast, lunch and dinner at Salt Water Farm.
PS If you're ever in the area, they also offer cooking classes at their farm!