Duckfat in Portland, ME

Yesterday I promised a post about the restaurant Duckfat and I shall deliver. Before going up to Portland, Jeff had told me that it was known for being a foodie town. It was almost overwhelming to sift through the amazing reviews left on Yelp for dozens of restaurants in the area. But one of the names caught our eye: Duckfat.

On the Food Network in particular, I had heard so many of the chefs go absolutely gaga when it came to all things duck fat. Curious what the hype was all about, we figured we’d try it for ourselves. It was a beautiful day as we walked down the block of the restaurant. I got very excited when I saw a ton of people waiting outside. A good trick when you’re not sure where to eat: follow the line. People are waiting for a reason.

There was some seating outside and the inside was a small room with as many seats as possible crammed in to supply their customers with a daily dose of duck fat. It had a grunge atmosphere with the exposed brick on the wall and magnetic boards lined the tables to make amusing phrases while you waited for your food. Water was served by the pitcher with mason jars for glasses. We don’t really drink much, but it seemed like they had good choices for local brews.

Of course we had to order the duck fat fries. Yes, they are fried in duck fat. I was a little skeptical at how much of a difference it could be and was happily blown away by the most amazing fries I have ever tasted. It almost tasted like it was a bacon potato…so crispy and full of flavor. It came with a dipping sauce made from their fresh, in-house mayo. We opted for garlic but some of the other flavors included Thai chili and truffle ketchup. Not sure why we thought getting a small order would be OK…next time I’d pay the extra $1.50 to get the large!

Duck fat fries with a garlic mayo dipping sauce.

Duck fat fries. Yum!!

While their menu wasn’t too extensive, their food was phenomenal. It really is quality over quantity.  They were big on paninis and charcuterie. We stuck to the sandwiches and fried goodness this time around. Jeff got the BGT, a bacon, goat cheese, and tomato panini, while I got the current special: pork loin with a spicy tomato chutney, feta, and fresh cilantro. The bread was so crunchy that I’m convinced they slather a little duck fat on top before pressing it.

We ended the meal with duck fat fried doughnut holes. Excuse me while I drool thinking about these. There was a touch of lemon zest in the dough and they were so crispy on the outside and soft on the inside. The perfect little dessert. And as if we weren’t gluttonous enough, we added a dipping sauce of duck fat caramel. Holy moly. Do not pass on the caramel! It is worth every single calorie. I basically had to stop Jeff from up and licking the little cup it came in when we were finished.

Duck fat doughnut holes.

The amazing duck fat caramel sauce.

Overall, Duckfat was an amazing place with simple, yet amazing, food. I would recommend getting there a little early or else you might end up waiting for quite a bit. There aren’t too many seats so it’s tough to get in once it gets busy. Also, they don’t take reservations, so factor that into your plans.

Exploring Portland, ME

Jeff and I are making sure we use our weekends to their full potential and our streak of day trips continues. So far this summer, we’ve gone to three different beach towns, did a scavenger hunt in the Back Bay part of Boston, and yesterday we ventured up to Portland, ME. I had never been before, so exploring a new city is always exciting. After stopping for a quick breakfast and some gas, it took us a little less than 2 hours to get up there. A little warning to anyone traveling south of New Hampshire, be prepared to pay $6 in 3 different tolls each way. We were a little surprised with how much it was costing just to get to Portland, but now we know for next time.

On our way!

Not knowing any better, we parked at the first garage we saw. It was $3 an hour so it didn’t seem too horrible. Unsure of how long we’d be there anyway, we were fine with our decision. We walked out onto the street and were greeted by one of the nicest days New England has seen all season. It was the perfect temperature with a light breeze and not a cloud in the sky. For a second, I almost thought I was back in California! We perused a few shops and grabbed a grilled muffin and coffee from one of the corner stores. We were sitting down enjoying our second breakfast and looked over to see a sign that said $5 for all day parking. Clearly we got robbed finding a place to leave our car for the day! We decided to head back to the garage and find either metered parking or get to that $5 lot.

No luck.

We couldn’t find anywhere to park under $10 now that we had forfeited our place in the garage. We gave up on main drag and after driving around aimlessly, we finally settled on parking in front of one of the government buildings. We happily paid $2 for 2 hours and it was only after walking passed several expired meters that we noticed it’s free parking on Sundays! Everyone, please learn from our mistakes! If you are in Portland on a Sunday…DO NOT PAY FOR PARKING! I’d much rather spend my money in the shops or at a restaurant then on a place to leave my car.

Anyway, parking aside, we had an amazing time in Portland. We ate at this amazing restaurant called Duckfat that was a quick walk from the Old Port District. I’ve decided that Duckfat was such an awesome meal that it deserved its own post, so see tomorrow for more details. I will leave you with this fries fried in duckfat and lemon zest donut holes with duckfat caramel sauce were some of the best things I’ve ever tasted.

After what was a fattening—but delicious—lunch, we figured we should probably work some of that duckfat off. There is a beautiful park at the edge of Portland that was built with the public in mind, the Eastern Promenade. Free parking lines the street (if you can’t tell, I hate paying for parking) and there are so many different activities you could do. We saw kayakers and paddle boarders, swimmers and bicyclists, even people just lying on the grass enjoying a good book. We took a nice walk along the coastal trail, loving the cool breeze that was coming from the water. We headed back to the car, exhausted after a nice, long day in the sun. After stopping at one of the nicest rest stops we’ve been to—Maine knows how to do things right—we were ready to be home. Until next weekend!