In a tug-of-war between lobstermen and regulators over catch reporting, Mainers didn’t get the deal they expected.
The first time I put on an Anchorpak, it felt different from any bag I’ve ever used. It felt right.
To prepare for married life, she’s looking to one of Maine’s great love stories.
Seems like yesterday: everything sharply detailed and in focus, more vivid now in memory than it was then in fact.
Kittery’s peppy pocket neighborhood has shops as eclectic as its chow.
The Jamie Wyeth feature from our March 1968 issue — Whether or not he ever elects to become a Maine year-rounder, Maine and its people already share lavishly in the brilliant work of a young artist called Jamie, who has both the individuality and the industry of one of their own.
“Who Is Superorganism And Why Is This Song So Addicting?”
Artist and illustrator Jodie Neal inked one of our favorite early covers 60 years ago this month.
To paraphrase Thomas Wolfe, you can’t go to the Old Port again. Or can you? Author Suzanne Strempek Shea revisits the Portland she once knew.
When Ryan McCaskey visits Maine — including on his annual staff trip, for which he shuts down his restaurant — his first stop upon exiting I-95 is unassuming Tobey’s Grocery, a Shell station and mini-market in South China, where he starts provisioning for the trip.
Peet is one of a handful of Maine designers making hand-painted floorcloths, common home accessories in the 18th and 19th centuries, until linoleum came along, and now enjoying renewed interest thanks to the maker movement and a growing awareness of indoor allergy triggers.
A new wave of Maine wrestlers puts a beatdown on the Pine Tree State’s reputation as a pro-wrestling backwater.