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Soup to Nuts: Midcoast hasappetite for good food

On a steamy summer day, Christina Sidoti turned her white Jeep down Christina’s Way, a dirt road several miles from the coast.

She pulled up to a wooden gate with a sign that said Well Fed Farm, then walked onto about an acre of organic vegetables destined for her Camden restaurant, Paolina’s Way. Her little dog, a cottony-white Coton de Tulear named Cannoli, frolicked at her feet before running off in search of adventure.

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Local chefs compete for lobster title

Two chefs from Portland and another from Freeport were named finalists Thursday in the Maine Lobster Chef of the Year contest.

Bill Clifford, the new executive chef at the Portland Harbor Hotel, will compete for the title against Clifford Pickett, who is a banquet chef at DiMillo’s Floating Restaurant, and Kelly Patrick Farrin, who works at Azure Cafe in Freeport.

The three chefs will cook their lobster dishes next month in front of 200 people during the Harvest on the Harbor food and wine festival.

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‘Any Day Now!’ dawns for Rosemont Market’s move

The handmade signs in the windows at the new Rosemont Market and Bakery have been promising “Any Day Now!”

That day finally came Wednesday, when the market’s employees began moving the store from 559 Brighton Ave. across the street to a much larger space at 580 Brighton, the former Rosemont Pharmacy building.

John Naylor, one of the owners, said he hoped for a soft opening today, but a lot depended on permits, paperwork and just how fast the new space can be filled with extra virgin olive oil, cheeses, breads, house-made pies, Maine maple syrup, wines and the local produce that Rosemont’s customers have come to expect.

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Soup to Nuts: At Deering Oaks farmers’ market, it’s a mob scene

Hey lady!

Yeah, you in the J.Crew outfit, blocking the farmers’ market foot traffic flow with your $1,000 stroller and/or dog the size of Marmaduke.

I’m talkin’ to you.

I don’t care if you haven’t seen your BFF in a whole week. I really don’t want to hear you yammer on about how junior just had his first real poop. Take it elsewhere. It’s a big park, so find a tree to stand under and let the rest of us shop for vegetables in peace.