I had some exceptional beer in charming Belfast, Maine at the coolest little spot I had been to pretty much all year. Three Tides raw bar & restaurant looked like a pop-up venue: gravel floor, trash picked mismatched/perfectly matched furniture, completely constructed on a small port-side lot. They strung up vintage lamps, had an outdoor fireplace and boules bowling lane, perfect jazz music and a gigantic pile of oyster shells as a display (below). I sort of captured the pinky marina ambiance from my table in the photo above - it was a magical place
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