The Press Hotel in Portland, Maine was the perfect place to brave a seaweed cocktail that I’ll call a Spicy Sea Glass. The color of the murky depths, it smelled like the ocean; the mango and chili infused tequila reposado with fresh lime and agave was shaken and strained over seaweed ice. The cocktail won’t win any Instagram photo contests, but I loved the adventure of trying it
Thank you to guest author Dr. Chuck Radis for permission to republish his article from drchuckradis.com. I offer it to Peaks Island Press readers to foster constructive conversations about how communities can […]
The day started with a trail run through shadowed canyons and groves of ancient oaks. It ended with a bottle of cava, hand-carried from Spain and uncorked on a sunset-lit beach that looked […]
Dear Travel, please rescue me. Relight, reignite, rekindle a space that feels dead inside. A place absent of warmth. Absent of light. Travel, I yearn to be awakened. Transformed. To be summoned […]
A fir tree should have been balancing–decorated with straw stars and red wooden ornaments–in the corner. A grandfather–legs crossed and cold beer in hand–should have been sitting on the couch. Instead, he passed away just days before the holiday, making this our year without a Christmas tree.
If this late summer heat has you dreaming of luffing sails and ocean spray, then I have a suggestion for you. Board one of Portland Schooner Company‘s historic schooners as quickly as […]
It’s Memorial Day Weekend, the kickoff to summer, and the pivot point in the biorhythm of Peaks Island life. Leisurely strolls down the middle of the road must await late autumn as […]