in 2013 I began volunteering with the USO. this organization is extremely close to my heart, and i've made a handful of very good friends from it. we've talked about taking a road trip for years, and finally, an impromptu trip to maine appeared, with the purpose of taking a molly yeh workshop at the stonewall kitchen. my friend kara has been visiting maine since she was a child, and so she planned our visit with an overnight in ogunquit. the minute we stepped onto a trolley named dolly i was enrapt and smitten and in love. this seaside town is the town of my dreams and i soaked up every moment. i felt comforted by the salty ocean, the slightly cool breeze on my skin, and the ease of vacation that perfumed the air. we watched the sky turn cotton candy pink, ate lobster rolls bundled in the [no] layers when the sun set and the temperature dropped. we spent less than 24 hours in this town, but i still left with a list of places i will absolutely return to.
ROOST CAFE AND BISTRO, 262 shore road
wild. blueberry. [gluten free]. pancakes. they were fluffy, cakey, and filled with melty gems of the sweet maine fruit. I basically ate a vanilla cake for breakfast--with eggs and bacon on the side. we sat nestled into hydrangeas and low-hanging tree branches, and bicycles whirred by. it was peaceful and beautiful and delicious. everything we ordered hit the spot, but i honestly would go back exclusively for these pancakes that have fallen from heaven.
OARWEED RESTAURANT, 65 perkins cove road
lobster roll, lobster blt. yes they're both here and both scrumptious. this place is no frills, and feels quintessentially new england. be sure to sit in the back room for a clear view of the ocean from a full bay of open windows. best enjoyed at sunset.
CONGDON'S DOUGHNUTS, 1090 post road
yes, they live up to their standards, and yes, you have to wait in line. I hate waiting in lines, but i was at the mercy of my uso gal pals and so we woke up at 5a, drove to the shore, watched the sun rise while I yawned approximately 16.2 times [it was stunning and i would do it again, fyi], and then drove to congdon's for doughnuts. these doughnuts are cakey yet moist, and the line moves pretty fast. the key is getting there before the store is officially open, and order a large coffee the minute you get to the counter--at least i did. (>coffee lover<)
we finished up the weekend at the stonewall kitchen. molly and I met a couple of months ago at the cherry bombe jubilee and from the minute that i met her i knew we'd become fast friends. she's bubbly, sweet as the cakes she bakes, and just so cool. i've definitely fangirled over her insta feed and blog for years, and her stuff just keeps getting better and better. we ate the most incredible meal inspired by her travels. her marzipan dark chocolate scone loaf was crispy and doughy and light and dense-- just literally perfect. and then we had shakshuka, homemade pita, and israeli salad, and THEN i tasted the best thing to grace my taste buds that weekend--a rhubarb malabi. crumbly pistachio crust held a coconut pudding that was topped with sweet melty rhubarb. i could not stop, spoon after spoon. i wished it could go on forever. i wished i could just have an iv of this stuff into my soul. thanks molly, for making one of the best versions of my favorite desserts.
D.C. has a big piece of my heart. i think the main reason i like the city so much is for the fact that their creative scene is somewhat hidden at first glance. not to say that there isn't overt creativity, but i find that you really find the beauty of this community if you are curious and looking. in the past couple of years, the culinary scene has exploded, and i seriously cannot get enough of the food every time i visit. it's actually gotten to the point where i leave for my quarterly trips with two pieces of luggage, and come back with four, two expressly for food + specialty items i simply can no longer live without. let me tell you a little bit about the things i love.
in maya's enormous goodie bags:
+swapples. these yuca-based waffles are paleo, sugar free, gluten free, and i swear the best things with chunky slices of avocado on them for breakfast. i like the everything flavor the best.
+bottles of greenheart juice: unfortunately, i'm usually toting the empty glass bottles i've collected from my trip by the time i'm headed home. however, these glass bottles held liquid gold that totally gets me through breakfast on the road--turmeric cashew milk. i'm also the #1 fan of their coconut yogurt made from freshly cracked coconuts. (seriously, its obsessive. i texted diana 3 times in a single week asking when a batch would be ready for me to buy all the containers of). i've been depressingly walking around whole foods looking for a similar yogurt with no luck. #pleasedelivertomyhomegreenheartjuiceco!
+whole roasted compass coffee beans and two tins of their raspberry rose tea: on my road trip to nashville this time last year, we stopped into compass almost every day we were in DC for their lavender lattes. we also met caitlin who worked as a manager in the shop and is an amazing human being. there are also super cute guys who roast the coffee in the back of the shop on 7th street, and i'd be lying if i didn't say that this holds a lot of the appeal for me. knowing that i'm bringing home a little piece of this awesome shop fills me with joy every morning that i pour a mug of it out of my french press.
+a gluten free loaf of bread from o earth creamery + bakehouse . i professed my love to these ladies on a super warm saturday morning in april at the dupont circle farmers market. i dream about their kalamata olive bread. its so dense and chewy, with little gems of flavor throughout. i love it with kerrygold and coffee and i always buy enough loaves to slice and freeze and last me until my next trip. (can you tell that i'm obsessed with breakfast yet?)
+baked goods from rise . a fully-gluten-free bakery in adam's morgan. i love their bagels and cinnamon rolls, and usually get one of everything, which is excessive, but i don't care.
+a large bag of plantain chips from colada shop. i discovered these chips last trip, and i bought three bags during my stay. my first bag i had with a drink at happy hour, the second was consumed for breakfast, and the third was had with a cafe con leche. this brightly colored, tropical shop brings me straight back to my childhood-- driving to miami on sundays for my father to get his hand-rolled cigars in little havana. we'd always have lunch at a cuban cafe, complete with tostones, ropa vieja and cafe con leche. i spent a lot of time in this hub off of 14th street absorbing the good nostalgic, cuban vibes. you can bet your bottom that i bought an additional two bags of these plantain chips for the road.
+a plant from little leaf. this greenhouse of a shop opened up last year and i am so thrilled. i love plants if you didn't already know, and am a proud plant mama to about ten. little leaf feeds my obsession for everything quirky and botany-related. i mean, just this last trip i scored a set of stamps depicting different boob shapes (the best thing i've ever owned), monsterra earrings from local jewelry artist 76andmaine, and a pink quill plant. plus the shop keepers love me and my two-hour visits :p.
+ a bottle of spiced rum from cotton + reed. the first time i met jordan and reed was last year and they had a warehouse space behind union market. there were dudes outside cat-calling my friend sarah and i, and their van had just been stolen and all of their bar equipment dumped at a junkyard. They had just returned from the junkyard covered in gnarly cuts and grease stains. jordan definitely cracked a joke about possibly having tetanus and i was like, "that's funny, but not." they recovered some of the bar items and the van, and a couple of months later they made a second trip to and from new orleans to source sugar cane. these two dudes, in a nutshell, are bad. ass. oh, and did i mention they used to work for nasa? i just can't. totally gushing here, but i'm going to continue gushing like a proud mom because now they are a fully-functioning distillery and bar (and mind you, the only rum distiller in dc) at union market, and a couple of months ago, i popped my head into their street-facing window and was greeted by jordan who proceeded to feed me all of the drinks. (he doesn't have tetanus, hooray!) we celebrated their new bottled dram with a shot, and then another shot of white rum, and then obviously, we had to try whatever Lukas the magical bartender made. my friend anna and i decided we needed to eat since we both hadn't since lunch and so we stumbled out of the bar and finished off our night eating foie gras at le diplomat. because you're doing it wrong if you don't eat foie gras as drunk food.
BUT WAIT. THERE'S MORE.
CHAIA, 3207 grace street nw
this vegetarian taco shop is where it all started for me in d.c. chaia is a client of mine, but they are also so much more than that. they became my client because of my frequent (read: daily) visits into their shop for locally sourced, in-season vegetable tacos. the tortillas are pressed fresh every day, and the menu features five tacos that rotate by the season. they also serve fresh shrubs, hibiscus tea, beer and wine. there is a pretty intense lunch rush here, but don't let that deter you, they have upstairs seating and the turn around for tables goes pretty quick. you can also take the taco babies to go and sit by the beautiful georgetown waterfront. don't miss this place.
LITTLE SESAME, 1306 18th street nw
i will preempt this paragraph with this: the chef is israeli. i could stop there, but i will continue--little sesame makes some delicious hummus. they put their own spin on their bowls by topping them with seasonal veggies. when i dined here i had the spring peas and asparagus with a hard boiled egg. it was divine. i went back into the shop to hug chef ronen. i might also have a crush on him. probably because he made me hummus.
UNION MARKET, 1309 5th street ne
not to be missed. this industrial space is filled with passionate food-makers and shops that will have you trying arepas, drinking wine, eating seafood, and finishing it all off with a toli-moli in less than an hour. i go here to get my fill of as many different foods as i can. please stop in at bidwell for dinner too. chef john mooney makes some delicious dishes inspired by his american roots and worldly travels. my favorite dish off his menu are the hawaiian nachos--flash fried kale topped with ahi tuna, guacamole and spicy mayo.
SALLY'S MIDDLE NAME, 1320 h street ne
i would honestly eat here just for the interiors. subway-tiled walls feature the handwritten menu, and retangular-folded cloth napkins of mismatched color and design adorn every place setting. owners sam and aphra adkins locally source their produce. its farm fresh, and it comes through in their dishes. the menu changes daily to reflect what was brought in that day. familiar dishes with a twist.
LA COLOMBE, multiple locations
the draft latte, black + tan. that's all you need to know.
ON RYE, 740 6th street nw
modern twist on a jewish deli. this menu is familiar and comforting to the jew in me, but also has me being like, "say what? beet reuben?!" sign me up. also they have an ice cream push pop made from lemon, black and white cookie crumbles and chocolate chips. honestly.
SALT AND SUNDRY,1625 14th street nw
the mother store of little leaf, salt and sundry is a collection of the most beautiful goods to ever exist in one store together. come here just to ogle, or to buy all things home goods. from curious-shaped glasses to beautiful textiles and jewelry. I spend most of my free time here.
BAKED AND WIRED, 1052 thomas jefferson street nw
a staple of dc. eating a cupcake here is mandatory. in the spring time, for the cherry blossoms, they make a blushing pink cake. so delicious. also check out their sister bakery, a baked joint.
SFOGLINA, 4445 connecticut ave nw
fresh, made in-house pasta is the star of the menu. every dish is presented on delicate, ornate dishes and topped with edible flowers. my dining experience here was the epitome of eating with your eyes, and the dishes totally lived up to their beautiful visual standards.
VIGILANTE, 4327 gallatin st. hyattsville
longboards and plants dot the white brick walls, and the coffee is beautiful. i appreciated the spaciousness of this spot, perfect for a saturday morning cappuccino and a couple hours of work (or life contemplation, whatever you want to call it). also, this almond bar pictured below was fucking amazing. i can't even explain the flavor profile. it just tasted like my childhood and i took small bites of it throughout the day as i drove home as to savor every last minute of it.
the last time i visited newport, i stayed in a victorian-era apartment with three girlfriends. it was the middle of summer, and we spent our days eating del's frozen lemonade, soaking up precious vitamin d, and letting salty air hit our golden skin. it was perfect. since then, i have dreamed of visiting this new england seaside loveliness again.
the opportunity arose for a weekend with some of my yogi friends. plans i had had for this particular weekend were cancelled last minute, so i threw a bunch of yoga gear and sweaters into a bag and made my way to newport. i treated myself to a much needed massage, (ever feel a filmmaker's shoulder knots?) and enjoyed some really good food. visiting in the winter was nothing close to my last mid-july visit, but absolutely beautiful in its own right. before hitting the road home, we had a chance to check out the ocean. although i couldn't go into the water, it was pretty powerful to stand on the cliffs looking out on the overcast winter sky and stormy blue waters. the waves licked the black rocks, yellow moss illuminated the stoned walls to the sea, and i could vaguely taste the salty mist from the enormous waves crashing into each other as they raced to the shore.
MIDTOWN OYSTER BAR, 345 thames st.
this was our first meal in newport. it was st. patrick's day and so there were a lot of kilts. i like kilts. we made our way through the plaid and green and were greeted by a very gorgeous, nautical restaurant interior. my favorite part of our table's location was the large, vintage american flag that draped across the wooden scaffolding. i am a sucker for patriotic touches anytime i see them. i'll start by saying that i truly wished i had a bottomless bank account or knew the chef, because every single item on this menu looked as if it would completely blow me out of the water. the lucky thing was that we were a group of six, and it was our first night, AND it was our friend's birthday celebration, so we ordered two bottles of wine and several appetizers. we shared the smoked fish dip, which featured bluefish and a row of saltine crackers for dipping (i, of course, being gf and awesome forked the stuff directly into my mouth. so, so yummy). i ordered pork cracklins and wasn't sure what to expect, but what i was presented with was better than anything i could have imagined. pork belly strips were cooked to just above a jerky consistency--the strips were chewy yet tender, and seasoned perfectly. the fat rendered just enough that it flavored the meat with caramelized goodness. please proceed to dip one in the side of blue cheese sauce. with this, i had a chopped salad with fried oysters (i swear i'm still gluten free...) and a lobster risotto. holy chunks of lobster.
so go here.
PERRO SALADO, 19 charles st.
tucked away and absolutely perfect. perro salado is filled with warm candlelight and colorful details. we ordered the chips and guacamole (because you should always order guac if its on a menu). the chips were dusted with an incredible spicy seasoning that elevated the entire guac-eating experience here. we also ordered avocado fries--creamy on the inside, crispy on the outside, and the holy of holiest were the blue cornmeal-crusted calamari. each bite was an explosion of flavor. naturally i was already stuffed by the time my entree came, but the appetizers proved that i obviously had to eat everything i was served here. my main squeeze were the super tender short ribs that sat atop a bed of black beans and a crispy corn tortilla. moral of the story: i fucking love mexican, and i really love mexican that does it right.
MEG'S AUSSIE MILK BAR, 111 bellevue ave.
the last time i was in newport, we passed this little shop and i made a mental note to return. completely decorated with australian paraphernalia at every turn, this place had me dreaming of a trip to koala land. i am (not so) secretly a koala bear, and they were well represented here. we were post-yoga and pre-breakfast and i needed more coffee. after taking a test shot of the macadamia milk, i opted for a flat white made with macademia milk (australian origin) and the special--a house-made roast beef omelette with sliced avocado and homefries. i chewed away at this delicious meal while taking in all the wonderful, collected decor. we felt right at home thanks to the hospitable staff. i really could've chilled there all day, sustaining myself solely on macadamia milk flat whites forever and ever, amen. my next trip to newport will land me here first for that coffee, i swear it.
your intuition led you here, 522 metropolitan ave
so guys, this whole unicorn-food trend... it's kind of fun, but it's also kind of weird. i'll get down with the "unicorn farts" made from cotton candy, or rainbow cookies in the shape of the mystical horse, but when the combinations are just an attempt to get as much sugar and crap onto one plate for the sake of glitter and rainbows and likes, i have to call it out. that is, until i began noticing this multicolored drink called the "unicorn latte" conceptualized at a place called "the end" in williamsburg. what piqued my interest is the fact that these drinks aren't just a sweet-y mess of colors trying to look pretty. they are actually blended tonics--herb and plant-based alchemy that create vibrant, good-for-you lattes.
a couple of months ago, i began drinking ashwagandha [an ayurvedic herb] in my morning coffee as per the recommendation of my good friends at greenheart juice. i began this ritual in a desperate attempt to manage my sudden and extreme rise in anxiety [a broken heart and running a business as a one-woman team will definitely do that to ya!] and was blown away by the almost instantaneous results. i've continued to drink this herb daily, and began fooling around with other herbals like he she wu and tocos. so basically, this is why the end had to happen. because its a whole cafe dedicated to this cool stuff i love.
after wrapping up an all-day shoot in williamsburg, i found my way to the end. i was overwhelmed by the vast number of tonics, but ended up ordering the barista's favorite: the amethyst [appropriate also because i am born in february]. the amethyst was a perfect blend of lavender, maqui + goji berries, vanilla, lucuma powder, tocos and almond mylk, topped with purple glitter goodness. dudes, the sweet, lovely sips of this drink was what allowed me to make it through my hellish, traffic-filled ride home. of course, since i'm a coffee-holic, i also ordered an espresso shot, but thats beside the point. this latte was magic in a cup.
man, i seriously want that drink right about now. too bad we're now buried in about a foot of snow.
visiting a seaside city in the winter is always interesting. there aren't as many distractions, and the local spots that may have gone overlooked stand out like beacons of light.
my roommate and i wanted to escape--to gain some creative hydration, so we picked an easy getaway short hours from home. it was my very first time in maine, and we arrived armed with plenty of recommended spots to visit. we stayed in a cute little air bnb on munjoy st., which put us very close to many of the areas we hoped to explore.
TANDEM COFFEE ROASTERS, 122 anderson street
built into the skeleton of an old garage, this roaster is filled with retro gems and baked goods that dot the marble counter top like jewels. any place that has cool neon and indoor plants gets a check of approval in my book, and tandem did not disappoint on either front. if we had not just come from the holy donut toting eight donuts between the two of us, I would have totally walked out with a slice of their pistachio cake that looked like the best freaking pistachio cake one could ever possibly eat. i ended up ordering a regular drip coffee and bought a bag of dark roast beans for home.
CENTRAL PROVISIONS, 414 fore street
our first meal in portland was appropriately at central provisions, which boasts a locally-sourced, seasonal menu. thanks to karri, we opted to sit at the chef's table, with a view into the open-concept kitchen and the runners' area. every single dish that was produced from that kitchen was a show-stopper, and we honestly had a hard time choosing the dishes that would comprise our meal. we happened to sit in front of chef and owner chris gould who gave us more insight into our dishes and his personal suggestions.
from their daily menu 3/8/2017 we chose:
browne point oysters served with orange-sherry ice
boquerones- reminiscent for me of my time spent in spain, i was not disappointed by chef chris gould's approach to this simple dish.
cp frites- tossed in a korean chili spice, they were a little sweet, a little spicy, crunchy, and overall insanely delicious. dipped in a beautifully creamy aioli.
spanish mackerel crudo- as suggested by chef
roasted brussels sprouts- i seriously think this was one of my favorite brussels sprouts dishes to date. served in a personal cast iron casserole dish, the brussels sprouts were roasted in a chinese rice wine, tossed with crispy pork and topped with cashew crumbles and scallion. it was a serious party in my mouth.
suckling pig- crispy skin gives way to melty meat finished in a puree of apples and brown butter. i forked marcona almonds into each bite for a little crunch and a buttery finish. so delicious
smoked stonecipher carrots- served on a hearty smear of goat cheese, sprinkled with pistachio and cinnamon. the carrots are smoked with hay and the flavor comes through wonderfully.
for dessert we had our waitress choose for us, and she chose the best thing ever--the cara cara orange curd, which is three heaps of orange curd nestled into pools of marshmallow, centered by a scoop of creamy rooibos ice cream. each heap was completed with pieces of caramelized puff pastry sized to encourage use as a dipping utensil for the creamy, multi-layered plate.
THE HOLY DONUT, 194 park ave
holy shit. is that why they named their shop the holy donut? because it would make sense. it was the only phrase that made it out of my dough + frosting filled mouth as i took my first bite out of the gluten free chai spice donut.
we visited the original location of this ever-popular spot, and i was super pleased to be greeted by a handful of gluten free options. i took home a pomegranate, chai, and original, and each one was uniquely yummy. they were so sexy that i decided to create a little short of them in the bed of our airbnb.
DUCKFAT, 43 middle street
say once that your french fries are fried in something other than your standard frying oil and i'm there faster than you can take those fries out of the deep fryer. as the name eludes, their french fries are luxuriously bathed in duckfat resulting in super crispy, perfectly browned potatoes. i highly recommend pairing their fries with the curry mayo sauce. it was a 360 experience in my mouth i tell you. in fact, our whole experience at duckfat was multi-sensory, and every dish had incredible dimension.
the duck + kale salad: heartily tossed with barley, tart cherries, kale, luscious chunks of duck meat, and topped with crispy duck skin.
PORTLAND POTTERY AND CAFE , 118 washington ave
we stumbled upon portland pottery cafe when we first arrived in town on our way to munjoy street. we made a mental note to come back, and only remembered when we made a wrong turn and ended up on washington ave the following day. we were craving an afternoon coffee and thought to stop in. it was quiet--right in the afternoon lull between lunch and dinner and the cafe had a few patrons enjoying baked goods and coffees sipped out of hand-thrown mugs. we met manda, who invited us to come back in the morning so that she could cook us breakfast.
we came back the next morning, and there she was in the open kitchen, inviting us to sit wherever we'd like.
karri got the late riser breakfast--a dish of scrambled eggs, peppers, and sausage, and was kindly treated to a side of avocado toast.
i had the mighty new englander stuffed with housemade corned beef, scrambled eggs, kale, potatoes, and cheddar. the star of the show were the two thick slices of gluten free bread liberally spread with melted butter. my eyes rolled so far back in my head with the first bite. i clenched my chest and exclaimed to karri how freaking delicious this bread was. i spread thick swabs of the homemade raspberry jam that was served with the bread.
as if on cue, manda appeared to ask us how our meals were and simultaneously placed a loaf of this godly bread onto our table-- "i ordered you a loaf of bread last night since i knew you were coming back in this morning", she says. she gifted me a beautiful loaf of this gluten free bread. i was so touched. we were then presented dessert in the form of a monster-sized gluten free cookie of peanut butter, oats, chocolate chips and other goodies, fresh out of the oven. we had to break it apart to get it into the pastry bag--that detail is just for reference of size.
moral of the story: kindness is so good, you guys.
tip: head to peyote moon and haberdashery for great shopping options--both of which support sustainable fashion.
Charleston is one of my favorite cities in the entire world. This city is a jewel, with facets of pink tones at every turn, lush greens that envelop you, and salty ocean air that mists at your skin. Rich culture, history, and flavors fill every orifice of your being. The city size is approachable, which makes me feel like a local in mere days.
HUSK RESTAURANT, 76 Queen Street.
We arrived here mid morning on a weekday. Thank goodness our first time here landed us on a weekday because we probably would not have been seated right away with no reservation. We were led to a table on the second floor balcony, where we could see Queen street through thick, white balcony columns. We enjoyed fresh coffee, warm, doughy sweet rolls with butter and seasonal veggies and eggs. I chewed on a piece of local bacon as a horse-drawn carriage passed below, their hooves hit the cobblestone, providing a sound so integral to Charleston.
CALLIE'S HOT LITTLE BISCUIT, 476 King Street. We weren't so lucky with the line on this one. We went early morning, before most of King street was awake. The shop was packed to the gills, the crowd of people spilling out into the quiet street. We waited patiently for our biscuits, having more than enough time to ruminate on the many choices there were. HOLY CRAP. These biscuits are dense, just the right amount flaky, and downright delicious.
LEON'S OYSTER SHOP, 698 King Street. I will forever be grateful for meeting Kristen Kish on the set of her Cherry Bombe Magazine cover shoot, and then, for her message recommending the best places to eat in Charleston. At the top of her list was Leon's, and quite frankly, whatever Kristen Kish recommends, I will take very seriously. (I mean, look at her amazing, bad-ass sleeve and her killer swag, and you'll know what I mean.) So, we went to Leon's and sat in the front under colored fairy lights in lawn chairs. When I tell you you must get the Siam Salad, I am not joking. You also should order the fried oysters because I promise they'll be some of the best ones you'll eat in your life. These dishes changed my world enough that we had to come back a day later to repeat the same exact meal (and be served by same, lovely server) before leaving the city. I crave this meal at least once a week, and might even shed a tear out of sheer longing for this incredible restaurant. Not only will the menu not disappoint, but the ambience is ON. POINT. Do yourself a favor and get these dishes--maybe just one of everything on the menu, because its necessary. ok?
Day Trip Tip: Head to Boone Hall Plantation for some quintessential South if you have the time!
Heirloom Market, guys. If you have not been as yet, I sincerely hope you will read this post, and then get yourselves to this place ASAP. This gem is tucked away into the corner of an old seed exchange building in the center of Old Wethersfield, CT. I seriously feel like I'm in Gilmore Girls every time I visit--I am Lorelai and the staff is Luke [except they don't ever deny me my coffee]. The menu is mouth-water-inducing, and I can promise you that anything you order will be a fantastic choice. Their menu is locally sourced, and items are rotated in with the seasons.
Avocado Toast : it's really good bread (they can make it GF) topped with mashed avocado, watermelon radishes, soft boiled egg, cucumbers, and pickled red onion. this item is my bad (good) habit.
B.E.C: biscuit, egg, and cheese sandwich. the biscuit is the size of your head and home baked. need I say more?
Hot Chocolate: a homemade marshmallow is skewered and torched at the counter and placed into a piping hot mug of chocolate. holy crap yes.
Any of their Baked Goods, really: I'm telling you. they're all to die for, and they change every day. lately, there's been exotic-flavored scones, halved and filled with a healthy pat of butter and jam. You just can't go wrong.
Heirloom Market at Comstock Ferre. 263 Main Street, Wethersfield, CT