Then we headed Down East for some “Lobstah” at Newick’s in Dover, NH. We didn’t have the heart to pick out our victim, I mean meal, ourselves so the staff there chose a nice one from their tanks for us. If you have never been to Newick’s, it is THE place to go for unpretentious but serious seafood. You can see their boat in the harbor used to catch your lunch and like all the best places, it is mom and pop, started from a shack and grown to be a family tradition.
We walked off lunch around Newburyport, Mass and headed back down the ‘Pike to Newton and some quality time with the Grandparents. I got to play Bob Vila, and handled the many home maintenance items that a couple in their ‘90’s should not be doing.
We walked off lunch around Newburyport, Mass and headed back down the ‘Pike to Newton and some quality time with the Grandparents. I got to play Bob Vila, and handled the many home maintenance items that a couple in their ‘90’s should not be doing.
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