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A Maine "Italian" is like no other. Made iconic by Amato's right after the Revolutionary War*, this filling gem doesn't have the capicola, provolone or other nonsense you might expect from calling it an actual "Italian." Rather, Amato himself leaned into the most American expression of lunch with boiled ham, processed cheese and thick slices of tomato that are unripe even in the heart of tomato season. I am not knocking the OG Italian. Rather, it is a staple of a beach picnic

In July, I was asked to create an oceanside culinary experience on the iconic Maine island of Islesboro. For many years, we have booked island events, only to have the weather laugh at our plans on event day. But that July day treated us to the golden perfection written about on postcards. From the afternoon cocktail hour to the sunset dinner to dessert under illuminated trees, this one sets the standard. We worked with the boutique scallop farm, Savor the Sea, on Islesboro