On the island at the same property where there was a spigot, there so happened to be a bakery. The bakery was run by the local retired school teacher who was also the town clerk, firefighter, EMT, an author, and I’m sure had a few other descriptive notches on their resume. The bakery was a shed actually and inside it had the days menu on a board along with a few other notes and a cash box to leave money behind for the goods taken. The baked good were carefully packaged and stacked on wire racks. Check out was handled by karma and relied on the honor system. The way it should be. Heading on this trip I wanted to secure some @acecoffeeoutpost but could not get my hands on a bag so we leaned into the local roasters and picked up a bag of @44northcoffee while shopping @risingtidecoopmaine. It was a joy actually to check out the independent grocery stores in New England during the trip which are a far cry from the mega supermarkets of today with beeping noises, bright lights, and in some cases a robot that wheels around the store. Grocery stores like the aforementioned are stocked with unique brands, have friendly engaged staff, and always offer reusable packaging options. I guess there is no better time in the post to mention that I am recently sober. California sober have you. Seven months so far and I joke that coffee is the last fun I can have. Perfecting coffee on the go is always a fun game whether it’s on the back of a tailgate, bow of your boat, or here on the deck overlooking the Penobscot. @aeropress is our preferred weapon of choice and the @msr_gear burner is incredibly nimble and brings the water to boil in no time. Gone are the days of Cowboy coffee.