New Brunswick Bar Clams

            “Oh, bar clams are so good. You could eat them right out of the jar!”—Vincent Theriault

 

This past summer, our family spent two weeks visiting the Canadian province of New Brunswick. It was a third visit, but our first time staying just outside the mostly French speaking community of Petit -Rocher. The house in which we stayed, found on Air BnB, was beautifully situated on the Bay of Chaleur.

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Arriving to the vacation cottage in which we stayed off the Bay of Chaleur in Petit Rocher, New Brunswick

 

It has been our experience that the maritime provinces of Canada possess some of the warmest, most friendly people. This summer’s trip was not an exception. The neighbors to the right and left of our house were often visitors to our evening campfires, and we welcomed them with delight. In fact, by our last night, we were hanging out at one neighbor’s campfire, the Roy family.

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Starting the campfire before darkness falls. Petit Rocher neighbors would stop by this campfire during the evenings to chat.

 

The Roy family welcomed us into the neighborhood on the first sunny day. (We arrived in the midst of a rainy cold front; and thus, the first couple of days were wet, cool, and not suitable for building a fire.) Bobby Roy was the first to introduce himself, soon followed by his son Denis. As the weeks progressed, we met more members of this gregarious and outgoing family.   They were great neighbors, and we now treasure fond memories of our time spent together in this picturesque setting.

Denis and his father, Bobby, were frequent evening visitors!

In fact, the Roy family was so generous, by the end of our first week; they had presented our family with an official Canadian flag that we flew proudly while staying there. John, my husband, was bestowed with a stylish Canadian ball cap. Furthermore, we were also given a jar of a New Brunswick delicacy, bar clams. Both Denis and Bobby stated the bar clams would make great chowder. I proudly took these into the vacation home in which we were staying; set the jar on the counter with the full intention of eating them while we were there.

 

On previous trips, we stayed in Janeville, NB, also on the idyllic Bay of Chaleur. During our first trip there, we made friends with another family, the Theriaults, Vincent, Gisele, and their dog, Bijou. On this last trip, however, we were located about 40 minutes north of them. Wonderfully, though, we were able to get together with them a couple of times during this same visit.

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Vincent Theriault, John, Maddie, me, and Gisele Theriault when we first met in Janeville, New Brunswick. The house (church) in which we stayed is in background, and their summer cottage is directly behind us.

 

It was during a dinner visit with Vincent and Gisele, that they happened to notice the jar of bar clams on the kitchen counter. They both shared with us how tasty the clams were. In fact, they stated that the clams could be enjoyed as a delicious meal straight out of the jar! Simply add a salad and a loaf of crusty, buttery bread; and, boom, dinner is served.

 

Ultimately, the clams came home with us still uneaten. John researched alternate ways to prepare these clams in addition to the methods described by the Roy’s and Theriault’s. He landed upon an idea—pasta.

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Hmm . . .I liked that idea, but I would have to choose the pasta carefully because it must be gluten free due to my celiac disease; and trust me, not every gluten free pasta is tasty. However, I had recently tried one called POW, made out of mostly green lentils, that John even found appetizing. Therefore, I began brainstorming.

 

I could make the sauce completely from scratch. However, given the limited time during the workweek, I opted for a shortcut instead, and came up with plan after a visit to my favorite grocery store, Route 60 Kroger. I perused their aisle and purchased the following items: spaghetti squash (What’s not to love about this vegetable?), POW pasta, one jar of Classico brand Riserva Alfredo sauce, a can of Bumble Bee brand Red Clam Sauce, a bag of frozen peas, and a can of mushrooms (although any fresh variation of mushrooms would nice) as well as a can of fancy white crab meat (for an increase protein), and finally, a wedge of parmesan cheese.

 

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Ingredients gathered for Bar Clam pasta with an appetizer of cheese and prosciutto!

 

Later that week, John and feasted on scrumptious bar clam pasta! The first night, I served my sauce over spaghetti squash only, while John ate the pasta. The next night, however, I combined the left over pasta and squash into a large casserole dish, poured the sauce over it, and topped it off with a bit of shredded cheese. This turned into a flavorsome casserole, which fed the two of us two more nights!

First night’s meal.

 

In fact, we loved this dish so much, that I have already purchased the ingredients to make it again—only we will have to settled for canned clams, instead of the fresh New Brunswick clams. Hopefully, it will still be a just as tasty!

Leftover night!

Thank you, Roy family, for generosity and hospitality as well as introducing us to a new food! Thank you, Vincent and Gisele, for your generous encouragement! While we did not have crusty bread, we did serve this wonderful meal with a simple salad, and savored pleasant thoughts of the wonderful people are fortunate enough to call friends from New Brunswick!

 

Bar Clam Pasta

 1 spaghetti squash

1 box Ancient Harvest brand POW! Pasta (or your favorite brand/type pasta)

1 15 ounce jar of Classico brand Riserva Alfredo sauce

1 15 ounce can of Bumble Bee brand Tuscan style Read Clam Sauce

1 jar/can of bar clams or baby clams (size will vary depending upon how much you want, and brand you use)

1 6 ounce can fancy white crab mean

1 cup frozen green peas–optional

1 can or package of mushrooms—optional

Red pepper seeds, if desired

 

Preheat oven 375 degrees.

Coat long casserole dish with nonstick cooking spray.

Cut spaghetti squash lengthwise and remove seeds.

Place squash halves flesh side down in pan.

Bake 45 minutes or until flesh is tender and easily pricked with a fork.

Cook pasta according to package directions.

In large saucepan, combine both Alfredo sauce and clam sauce.

(I also add half-cup water, or milk, to the emptied Alfredo sauce and shake to fully get all sauce, but it is not necessary.)

Warm gently to a slightly bubbly stage.

Gently stir in crab, clams, peas, and mushrooms (if using)—do not boil—rather return to slightly bubbly stage for a few minutes.

Stir in ¼ cup shaved Parmesan cheese if desired to thicken sauce.

Cover and turn off sauce.

Once squash is baked, remove from oven.

With hot pads, flip squash over, flesh face up, and allow to cool.

Once cooled enough to handle, use large spoon to scoop out flesh into dish.

Separate flesh with fork and season with olive oil and sea salt if desired.

Ladle sauce over desired pasta, squash, or a combination of both.

Top with additional Parmesan and/or red pepper seeds.

 

When cleaning up after dinner, place left over pasta over top of squash and fold together.

Pour remaining sauce over the combined pasta and squash.

Top with desire amount shredded cheese, if desired.

Spray dull-side of foil with nonstick cooking spray. Then, place coated side of foil face down to cover pasta dish.

It will be ready to bake the next night in a preheated 350-degree oven covered for 20 minutes.

Remove foil and bake an additional 10 minutes, or until cheese is golden and sauce is bubbly.

 

 

 

Birthday Weekend in Cincinnati

            “If the world comes to an end, I want to be in Cincinnati. Everything comes there ten years later.”—Mark Twain

 

“Steph, would you be interested in going out-of-town for your birthday? I was thinking we could go somewhere that has an Apple Store. You could talk to them in person about the best product for you and your blog-work.” John, my husband of 28 years, was making this suggestion with great sincerity.

 

Hmm . . . that was certainly a thought! My laptop had been limping along for the past two years. It needed plugged-in at all times, and I spent more time watching the spinning beach ball of death, than I did actually typing.   One thing was certain, it taught me patience; however, portability and increased speed would be exceptionally nice. Plus, what’s not to love about a weekend trip?

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Thus, after debating the pros and cons of the few nearby cities that had an Apple Store, we finally settled on Cincinnati. It was a great decision! The weather could not have been more perfect, and we were able to combine business with pleasure.

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We left for Cincinnati around 3:30. John drove along OH 73 and OH 32 as we zoomed past the beautiful countryside in transition from summer to fall. Golden and purple flowers/weeds dotted the landscape as the evening sunshine glinted.

 

Arriving at the Kenwood Hampton Inn, mere minutes from the Kenwood Town Center, which housed the Apple Store, around 6:30, John suggested we head to dinner. Thus, when asked, Amber, the affable and thoughtful Hampton employee, suggested a restaurant within walking distance, Cooper’s Hawk. She shared that a plethora of Hampton clients reported positive dining experiences. As she described the varied menu, we were sold.

Unfortunately, it was Friday evening in Cincinnati and nearly 7:00. Walking toward the restaurant, we could espy copious customers walking into this sleek winery and restaurant. Entering, we encountered wall-to-wall customers. Ultimately, this restaurant was booked with numerous reservations, and we would be facing an hour and half wait. We were too tired for this length of wait, so we decided to trek elsewhere.

 

Ultimately, we walked a tad bit farther to a funky, Austin-based Tex-Mex restaurant, Chuy’s. It ended up being a serendipitous choice! Despite the waiting crowd, we were immediately able to find seats at the bar—which worked for us as we have learned that whether consuming a favorite adult beverage or water, the bar is typically the best place to receive attentive service.

Excellent service was indeed part of our dinner experience at Chuy’s. The vibe was full-on positive energy, especially for dog-lovers as the eclectic décor was filled with framed paintings and photos of all varieties of dogs! Thin, salty, and crispy tortilla chips were served with fresh tasting salsa alongside a tasty white sauce.

John ordered a warm, creamy cheese dip as an appetizer as we sipped our drinks and washed away the road dirt. For dinner, John noshed on a combination platter in order to sample a wide variety of Chuy’s dishes. Meanwhile, I enjoyed a vegetarian combination dinner served with a side of creamy refried beans and Mexican rice—all of which was topped with a delicious ranchero sauce. Needless to say, we walked back to the Hampton feeling quite full.

The next day, we arrived at the Kenwood Town Center not long after it opened.   I was feeling both excited and hopeful. Arriving this early would ensure prompt service and attention, right? Wrong! This was the first weekend after the launch of the Apple 8 phone. Therefore, it took 45-minutes before I could talk with an employee.

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In spite of the wait, a delightful young man named, Kuyuh, helped me.  Apple employees do not work on commission; thus, Kuyuh asked specific questions to help me narrow down my choice to determine the best product for me. Another employee, Rachel, in addition to Kuyuh, helped John and me thoroughly! I cannot say enough about them as they walked me through how to transfer all information from my old laptop to the new one.   We had such an overall positive experience, I would most certainly return to this store for any future Apple products.

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My new laptop is much thinner, lighter, and cleaner than my “vintage” 2005/2006 version, it does not have to be plugged in at all times, and no 10+ minutes of the spinning beach ball of death!

In the meantime, John had been in contact with one of his lifelong friends, Steve, who happened to live fairly close to the Hampton in which we were staying. Thus, for dinner, Steve, and his wife, Lila, gave us a lift to one of their local favorite eateries, 50 West, a brewpub about 15-20 minutes away.

We arrived around 7:00, and the place was hopping with customers, mostly family groups. Nonetheless, we were immediately seated in the room just off of the tasting room. Our waitress, Nicole, was attentive and effusive. We started off with delicious appetizers: Pretzels served with Dijon cheddar dip and Pork Belly French Fries. Due to my celiac disease, I was not able to try the pretzels, but they looked amazing, and I was assured they tasted scrumptious. The fries turned out to be new potatoes, topped with Dijon-molasses glazed pork belly, thin slices of pickled granny smith apples, and finished with cheese fondue. As odd of a combination as this sounded, Nicole assured us they were good, and she was right! I especially loved the apple slices!

All four of us had different dishes. Steve devoured the Doom Pedal Sausage served on a heaping pile of polenta. John enjoyed a hot chicken sandwich—which was spicy! Lila dined on the Ham and Cheese sandwich, while I enjoyed Tex-Mex Wedge Salad! Once again, John and I did not go hungry! (Unfortunately, or fortunately, depending upon one’s perspective, we became so engrossed in our conversation that we forgot to take pictures of our entrees!)

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All in all, I experienced a wonderful birthday weekend-get away! The Hampton Inn in which we stayed was comfortable, clean, and staffed with incredibly friendly and attentive people. It was perfectly situated within walking distance of a wide-variety of restaurants, and only a five to ten minute drive away from the Kenwood Town Center! I would highly recommend this area to anyone looking for a weekend getaway!  And, if you decide to visit any of these fine establishments, tell them Steph simply sent you!

 

 

Auberge D’Anjou in Petit-Rocher, New Brunswick, Canada

            “Coffee is a language in itself.”—Jackie Chan

It looked charming from the outside. I had been told that it served delicious coffee.

 

“The two-mile walk required to get here had better be worth the effort,” was all I could think as John and I entered through the beaded front entry.

 

The scent was heavenly. I was feeling hopeful. Several staff members warmly greeted us in French.

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As my husband and I ordered our drinks, mocha for me, plain black coffee for him, I took in the environment. Beautiful and original artwork was tastefully hung throughout the dining area. A piano stood off in a corner area. Tables were arranged thoughtfully.  I noticed a bar area, not in use at the time, was located across from the counter in which food/drinks were ordered.

 

On my right was a chalkboard menu written in French.  Additionally,  there was also another menu to my left.  In front of me, below the cash register, was a glass case filled with a yummy array of foods–salads, yogurt parfaits, single-serving cakes, mini-pies, slices of quiche, muffins, and so forth.

 

The young man taking our order from behind the counter, Sebastian, was courteous and quickly switched to speaking English when he realized that we were Americans on vacation and, unfortunately, could not speak French.  In fact, Sebastian began to ask us numerous questions that were genuinely curious. What brought us to New Brunswick? Was this our first time visiting Auberge D’Anjou? Did we like Petit-Rocher? He was most engaging and encouraged us to come visit the café often. In the meantime, he told us to choose where we would like to sit, and he would bring us our coffees when it was ready.

 

John and I chose seats on the wrap-around veranda. It was a delightful day.  The bluebird sky had captured a few billowy-white clouds. There was a light breeze, and the temperature was quite comfortable, somewhere in the low 70s.   A few other diners were also outside; however, we were there at an in-between mealtime, so there were not many.

 

Momentarily, Sebastian served us our coffees—each cup freshly made. No cardboard cups and with plastic lids here. Rather, our coffees were served in beautiful, boldly colored mugs that begged for fingers to wrap around them.

 

My mocha was truly a work of art. Never before had I ever experienced coffee so caringly created and served. I almost felt guilty attempting to sip it, so I waited a moment in order to savor and appreciate the craftwork of the barista.   Later, to my surprise, she apologized for the mocha not turning out as beautifully as she had hoped! PLEEEEASE!!!

 

John and I sat, sipped our coffee, enjoyed quiet conversation, and soaked up what was shaping up to be a picture-perfect day. Sebastian appeared several times to check on us as well as answer any question we threw at him. When our coffee cups were finally empty, and the caffeine had fully kicked in, John and I continued on our walk around the harbor area of Petit-Rocher—just behind Auberge D’Anjou. In the end, John and I ultimately walked a total of five miles through this quaint, dear town.

 

Due to this positive experience, I returned, solo, to Auberge D’Anjou two more times during our stay in Petit-Rocher. Both times, I walked to and from the Café soaking in the French atmosphere and charming surroundings of Petit-Rocher. Also, I made it a point to try two different coffees: Cappuccino and a Latte. Much to my pleasant surprise, both of these coffees were just as tasty as my first mocha. Furthermore, both were created so picturesquely, I forced myself, once again,  to sit and savor their image before I began consuming the contents of my mug.

 

I had hoped to return one evening for dinner as one staff member, Sole, shared the fact that if I would call in advance, the kitchen would prepare a spectacular gluten-free entree, salad, and dessert—just for me. With great detail, Sole described several dinner delights that sounding mouth-wateringly tasty. Unfortunately, it did not work out, and I sadly never made it for dinner. That said, given my positive experience with the care to which the staff pours (pun-intended) into their coffee, I could only imagine how wonderful their food must be.

 

Therefore, if you are visiting, vacationing, or happen to live near Petit-Rocher, I highly recommend a visit to Auberge D’Anjou. Additionally, they also happen to be an Inn, making it a convenient place to stay and eat! Auberge D’Anjou is centrally located in the heart of town and is only one block away from the Petit-Rocher harbor area. If you stop in, tell them Steph simply sent you!

 

 

 

Friendships with Borders

            “There are no strangers here; only friends you haven’t yet met.”—William Butler Yeats

            “It’s easy to impress me. I don’t need a fancy party to be happy. Just good friends, good food, and good laughs. I’m happy. I’m satisfied. I’m content.”—Maria Sharapova

“I’ve gotta be that person. Where are you from?” The young girl queried with pink, spiked hair and curious, intent eyes that sparkled with her wide, youthful mischievous grin. She spoke with a delightful French accent.

It wasn’t the first time I had heard this question, nor would it be the last. I was with my family vacationing in the charming Petit Rocher area of New Brunswick, Canada nestled alongside the spectacular Bay of Chaleur. New Brunswick, one of Canada’s three Maritime Provinces in the eastern region, also happens to be the only province that is officially bilingual—meaning both French and English are the official spoken languages. Thus, most residents appear to seamlessly move between speaking French and English.

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Petit Rocher Wharf of New Brunswick’s Acadian Coast.

Replying to this inquisitive youth, I explained that I was from the U.S., specifically the southern point of the state of Ohio between West Virginia and Kentucky situated in the hills of the Appalachian Mountains (These same mountains run through the western side of New Brunswick.) The young lady’s smile turned up at one side.

“So you left a rural area to vacation in a rural area?”

Her question aroused laugh as I added, “Yes, but you have the beautiful Acadian Coastal beaches that we do not have at home.”

Nodding in approval and understanding, she further asked, “How far away are you?”

When I explained that it was approximately a 24-hour drive split over two days, her eyes grew wide. I further added that this was our third trip specifically to New Brunswick, and our overall fourth to the Maritimes, she gasped.

“You like it here that much, then?”

Indeed, my family and I find the Acadian Coastal Region of New Brunswick lovely for both its picturesque scenery as well as its spirited and hospitable people. We discovered New Brunswick quite by accident five years ago. At that time, we were driving to another Maritime province, Prince Edward Island (PEI), the setting for our daughter’s beloved reading series, Anne of the Green Gables, for a family vacation. In order to reach PEI by car, we had to travel through the stunning countryside of New Brunswick. I recall wistfully observing through our car windows the stunning and ever-changing landscape. As much as we thoroughly enjoyed our time in PEI, the following year, our family decided to vacation in New Brunswick based upon that drive. The rest, as the saying goes, is history.

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John, me, and Madelyn in front of the charming vacation home we found on Airbnb, owned by Denise, in Petite Rocher area of New Brunswick.

During our first vacation in New Brunswick, we met Vincent and Gisele Theriault. Their summer cottage was next to the house in which we were vacationing in the bayside community of Janeville. Vincent and Gisele were our first insight into the generous, welcoming people that make up the Acadian Coastal Region. By our third day, we were sharing a traditional lobster dinner with them that also included fresh, steamed mussels, and crab in their cozy home. Throughout that meal, we shared stories and swapped laughs until we cried as if we had been life long friends. When week’s end arrived, our family decided we needed to return the following summer for two weeks instead of one.

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Vincent Theriault, John, Maddie, me, and Gisele Theriault when we first met in Janeville, New Brunswick. The house (church) in which we stayed is in background, and their summer cottage is directly behind us.

Returning the next summer to the same vacation cottage, we were able to pick right up with Vincent and Gisel as if we were life-long neighbors. Furthermore, we continued to explore and expand our experiences of the Acadian Coastal Region. No matter where we traveled, be it a small store to a large shopping center; from a quaint tourist shop to an historic village center; or, from encounters on the beach to meeting other Acadian residents; we were enthralled by the generous and gracious nature of the people.

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Vincent, Gisele, and Bijou Theriault of Janeville (summer) and Moncton, New Brunswick, Canada.

Life sometimes gets busy and takes you on unexpected turns—which is exactly what happened to our family. Therefore, two years passed before our family was able to return to New Brunswick, and in that time, much had changed. Specifically, the rental cottage in Janeville was no longer available, and the political world-view had drastically altered. Would we still be welcomed, and would the people of New Brunswick still remain as pleasant as in our past visits?

Initially, we were saddened that we could not find a rental home in the Janeville community, and instead would be staying in the village of Petit Rocher—only because our home would not be close to Vincent and Gisele. As Divine Providence would have it, however, the home and the village in which we did stay this past summer did not disappoint, nor did its people, especially all of our neighbors. Furthermore, we found the village of Petit Rocher, and the nearby villages/towns of Nigadoo, Beresford, and Bathurst, to be just as warm and welcoming as Janeville, as well as wonderfully situated along the beautiful Bay of Chaleur!

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Whimsical art created by an unknown home owner in Petit Rocher, New Brunswick, Canada.

In fact, not only were we blessed to spend some time with Vincent and Gisele, but also we were able to meet so many other wonderful neighbors and local residents. One such neighbor, Bobby Roy (and members of his family), visited our evening campfires on a regular basis. Talk about nice! By the end of our first week, he had bestowed upon us, “honorary Canadian citizenship,” and sealed the deal by giving us a Canadian flag, a jar of bar clams (a New Brunswick culinary specialty), and two Canadian caps for my husband, John!

 

The owner of the house in which we rented, Denise, visited us a couple of times during our stay as well. During her last visit she shared an observation worth sharing, although I may not get her exact wording.

“Everyone who has met you and your family cannot get over how nice you are as Americans. I don’t think it was expected.”

Of course, I took that for what I believe she meant it to be, a sincere compliment regarding our family’s interactions with others during our stay; yet it also reflected the current culture of vituperative rhetoric and sounds bites, for better or worse, now often associated with Americans—and, therein is the lesson.

When people really talk, get to know each other, “break bread” (aka share a meal), swap jokes, or even share a beverage around a campfire, you see the commonalities more than the differences—gender, race, skin color, religion, politics, nationality, and even borders—don’t matter—just the common human experience.

 

On the next to the last evening of our two week stay in Petit Rocher, our family shared coffee with Denise in the morning; dinner with our friends, Vincent and Giselle; and shared a beer while swapping stories with Bobby around the campfire. As the fire embers burned low and I headed back into the house, an outside light revealed a rather large spider web anchored between two completely different plant species. The web was intricate with multiple strands radiating in all directions between the two plants linking them, at least momentarily, together. The spider did not seem to care that its web touched the borders of two very different plants. It only wanted to find a way to nourish its body.

 

I thought of the saying I have often heard spoken by a beloved teacher, “The resiliency of the web depends upon the strength and flexibility of every strand.” Our family is but one strand in a complicated and complex global world of different people, but on our trip to the picturesque Acadian Coast, we strengthened at least one strand between two different countries and numerous families. It’s but one drop in an enormous sea of life, but what would happen if more people did that? Naive, not really. I am all too aware that our globe, like that spider web, is in a tenuous state; however, on that night, it was indeed enough, exceedingly enough to provide an ember of hope.

Afterthought: What if a #breakingbread movement began on social media, including my website, stephsimply.com, where people around the world shared pictures of “breading bread” with another from a different culturally, nationally, ethnically, politically, etc? What ideas could be shared?  What understanding could be gained?

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The red rocky coast in Janeville, New Brunswick Canada.

 

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Maddie and Gracie B. stand in front of Miscuo Island Lighthouse–a place we visited after meeting and talking with Chris, a staff member of Joey’s Pub in Bathurst, New Brunswick.
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Vincent Theriault graciously prepared us a traditional lobster dinner in his summer cottage in Janeville, New Brunswick, Canada.

 

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Sunrise over the Bay of Chaluer on the morning we left for our return trip home. We brought with us many fond memories.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Joey’s Pub & Eatery, Bathurst, New Brunswick, Canada

            “It all comes back to the basics. Serve customers the best-tasting food at a good value in a clean, comfortable restaurant, and they’ll keep coming back.”—Dave Thomas

           “A pub can be a magical place.”—Rhys Ifans

Not many restaurants can claim to be ranked #1, but Joey’s Pub & Eatery, in Bathurst, New Brunswick, Canada can proudly assert that they are, indeed, #1—at least as determined by Trip Advisor. In fact, according to Trip Advisor, Joey’s Pub & Eatery is ranked #1 out of 41 other restaurants in Bathurst! This is an honor for which the staff feels very proud.

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Entrance to Joey’s Pub & Eatery, Bathurst, New Brunswick, Canada

“We are trying very hard to stay at #1 on Trip Advisor,” stated the restaurant via a message exchange with me on Facebook Messenger.

The restaurant further elaborated how hard the staff works to ensure that customers have a wonderful experience when visiting Joey’s; and, my husband, John, and I, just happened to enjoy that very thing . . . a wonderful dining experience!

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A sign outside of Joey’s Pub & Eatery that especially made my husband, John, and me laugh as we are both teachers!

John and I were visiting the beautiful Bathurst area of New Brunswick, Canada, along the Acadian Coast during the first two weeks of July. We were staying in nearby Petit Rocher, a charming village along the Bay of Chaleur. This was our third time to visit this officially bilingual province of Canada where most residents, much to my admiration and astonishment, appear to switch between speaking French and English as easily as breathing.

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Bathurst, New Brunswick, Canada

Previously, we had stayed in the more rural area of Janesville, New Brunswick, and therefore, had never before dined out! This year, however, we decided it was time to get out a few times for dinner, rather than doing all of the cooking in our vacation rental home. Therefore, we referred to Trip Advisor for advice regarding what restaurants to try.

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The red rocky coast in Janesville, New Brunswick Canada.

Once we saw that Joey’s was rated #1 in the Bathurst area, we decided to take a look at their website, specifically to view their menu. One of the main reasons is because I have celiac disease, and therefore, need gluten-free food options. Much to my great pleasure, Joey’s menu, printed in both English and French, was chock-full of gluten-free choices. From appetizers to salads, from seafood and grilled entrees to sandwiches and burgers, Joey’s Pub and Eatery had a wide variety of gluten-free dishes from which I could choose. Furthermore, there were plenty of tasty options in which John was interested in trying.

 

On our first visit to Joey’s, Cindy was our waitress/bartender; and, sadly, I did not think to take her picture. (We returned a second time hoping to get her picture, but, of course, it was her night off!) Cindy was friendly, efficient, and quick to offer recommendations when asked. Furthermore, she was quite patient with us as there was a plethora of scrumptious-sounding food choices, making it difficult to decide what to eat. Additionally, for craft beer lovers, Joey’s list of Canadian crafted bottled beer offerings for the summer was extensive.

 

We decided to begin dinner with Three Cheese Atlantic Snow Crab Dip served with gluten-free tortilla chips. Wow! Talk about ooey-gooey cheesiness, combined with tender, sweet crabmeat–it was absolutely delectable! Plus, the portion was giant-sized!

 

John and I went in completely different directions for dinner. I chose the Asian Sesame Stir-Fry, while he chose, The Smokin’ Joey Burger. My stir-fry could have been served with chicken or shrimp; however, I decided to go meatless since I had already indulged on the appetizer. The fresh seasonal vegetables were cooked to perfection, and the sweet sesame sauce possessed the perfect combination of tang, sweet, and zest.

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Asian Sesame Stir-Fry at Joey’s Pub & Eatery

Meanwhile, John’s Burger looked like a meat lovers dream. The hand-pressed, all beef patty was topped with Joey’s very own special Montreal smoked meat. This colossal-sized burger was served with hand-cut French fries, along with house made coleslaw that John did not want, so I was “forced” to eat it. (The slaw was quite tasty, but different from any slaw I have had in the U.S.!) John and I, most certainly, did not leave Joey’s hungry.

 

Due to our first positive experience, we decided to visit Joey’s one more time before leaving. This time we had the pleasure of meeting Chris, our waiter/bartender for the night. Chris, like Cindy, was personable, competent, and quite accommodating. We learned from our previous experience, that appetizer portions were quite large; therefore, John and I both chose to start of our meals with salads.

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Chris, our waiter/bartender, for the night at Joey’s Pub & Eatery, Bathurst, New Brunswick, Canada

As it turned out, however, these salads were also generous in size. My Mixed Green Salad was a gorgeously colorful mix of greens, peppers, celery, cucumbers, and carrots served with a house-made vinaigrette.   Whereas, John’s salad, a bit smaller than mine, but not by much, was served with his entrée. He chose a Caesar salad, one of his favorite salads, and declared it to be delicious.

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Mixed Green Salad at Joey’s Pub & Eatery, Bathurst, New Brunswick, Canada

Since I am a nacho lover, I decided to try Joey’s Famous Nachos for dinner. Chris advised me to select a small order, and I am glad he did! My plate of nachos was piled high with cheddar and mozzarella cheese, diced tomatoes, green peppers, onions, and banana peppers. Plus, I had a choice of adding chicken, beef, sausage, extra sauce, and/or guacamole. These nachos were the perfect mix of crispy crunch, spice, and melted cheese. Even with a small order, I could not eat them all!

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Joey’s Famous Nachos

John, meanwhile, dined on house made lasagna. This traditional layered dish combined Italian meats, pasta, and plenty of cheese. In addition to being served with a salad, this entrée also included two large hunks of crusty, buttery garlic bread. Once again, John and I did not leave Joey’s Pub & Eatery hungry!

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House made lasagna with Caesar Salad, and garlic toast at Joey’s Pub & Eatery in Bathurst, New Brunswick, Canada

Our waiter, Chris, was not only helpful when it came to excellent service, but also quite knowledgeable of the Acadian Coastal region of New Brunswick. In fact, his manager told us that Chris was knowledgeable in “all the good spots,” and was certain he would lead us “to a local paradise.” Therefore, based upon our conversation with Chris, we followed his advice the next day, drove two hours north, and visited Miscou Island, the northeastern tip of New Brunswick.   Wow! Was it ever an excellent recommendation!

 

I cannot say enough about our positive experience at Joey’s Pub & Eatery. The service was accommodating, pleasant, and courteous. Furthermore, our food portions were generous in size, cooked to our requested preference, beautifully plated, and most certainly, delectable. John and I highly recommend this spot to anyone visiting or living in the Bathurst area! And, if you do stop by, tell them, “Steph simply sent you!” 😉

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John and I at Joey’s Pub & Eatery

Best wishes to Joey’s Pub & Eatery on their continued success. Additionally, we send a huge thank-you to the outstanding staff for making our visits to the restaurant so memorable. We hope to return in the future!

 

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