It’s easy for a North German to feel at home in Maine: water, wind, waves, and non-talkative locals in rubber boots who, like real Hamburgers, like to draw out the syllable -er to -aah.
We Mainers are not only smart, we are “Mainaahs” – and “wicked smaaht!”
|Jordan Pond, Acadia National Park|
A beautiful countryside, plus lobsters and blueberry pie – what’s not to love about that?
Only one thing was missing – a good, hearty loaf!
Therefore I started baking my own. Meanwhile, I don’t only feed my husband, I also supply our local natural food store with crusty breads and rolls.
And I assure you:
YOU CAN NEVER LIVE TOO LONG IN MAINE!