Some time ago I had fun visiting a small bar in central Maine.
If you ski at Kingfield or Carrabasset Valley then you have undoubtedly passed through this town. My brother-in-law did the carpentry, and made this bar out of some sort of 'locally sourced free-range lumber' or some such. Who knows.
Anyway, a good time was had by all. And as with all things, now that kids and marriages have transpired, this evening will never, ever, happen again.
