In 30 days, I'm packing a car full of my belongings (there aren't many) and I am leaving my beloved food Mecca and hometown of Portland, Maine after 25 years. I'm surrendering lobster, blueberries, whoopie pies and Moxie for new horizons and friends. It's kind of a trip, having lived here my whole life and suddenly having the compulsion to leave and not come back for a long time, but I'm damn excited to be doing it.
So that leads me to ask fellow followers of this website: where do I venture to and where do I avoid on a food exodus down the eastern seaboard? (Wait, do we as readers of Chow have a collective nickname? Chowhounds? Chow Chows? If we don't, we need to work on this.)