Yesterday morning Melissa did Taste of Market at our Farmers Market. With local products she made squash with apples, apples with onions, grilled pork and carrots and bread. It seemed like as soon as she got going on the grill, there were suddenly a lot more people at market. She explained the recipes and people bought a lot of squash and sweet onions and carrots from the farmers. So today we are thinking, wouldn't it be great if she could get paid to do that for a bunch of farmers markets in central Maine. When Melissa makes dinner for the bands that play at the theater (only the ones we really like), she lays out the meal on a serving table and explains the provenance of each dish, which farm grew each vegetable.

At some point Melissa is going to open a small cafe that will serve local organic food; we all know that will happen. The time is not right yet, but I just wanted to make note of it. The menu might look something like a scaled down version of my nephew-in-law's restaurant Bombs Away Cafe in Corvallis, OR.

We went to The Grand in Ellsworth yesterday to see Ruthie Foster who is becoming more wonderful all the time. I had hoped to get some photos from the observation tower of the splendid new bridge over the Penobscot, but it's a popular tourist site and they were sold out. Coming back over it in the dark on the way home, it was like crossing the deck of a giant ghostly schooner, the cables were the huge white ribs of the world holding the sky and land together.