These things are Eastern Shore through and through.
I wrote this for a magazine in 2008, shortly after Doris Mae passed away. She is still missed by a whole bunch of folks around my town. Thinking about Doris Mae these days, and the joint she used to run in downtown Cambridge, I find myself seeing scenes in my mind’s eye out of an imagined black-and-white Hollywood movie from the 1930s. It’s about a pretty little spitfire of [...]