Pesonal Best: Scallop Stew
The scallop stew in Stonington had a healing power over one Maine writer.
Virginia Wright
One week after the birth of our second son, Dan, in September 1989, my husband, Bruce, and I decided to escape the parade of visitors and spend a few days alone with our boys at a cabin near Stonington. I had envisioned a weekend of light hikes and shore walks, but the soreness and bone-deep fatigue caused by cesarean surgery took me by surprise, and the weather was damp and cold. One evening we stepped into a small restaurant on a steep hill above Stonington village, where I ordered [for the rest of this story, see the January 2008 issue of Down East]
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