The Market House at City Dock initiated me into Annapolis life.
Twenty-some years ago, I?d marvel at the fresh fish and raw oysters while listening to locals mull the merits of Middleton?s black bean soup versus the drive across the Severn River for Cantler?s crabs. Years later, I?d stroll down Main Street from my office to order a thick Dill Havarti sandwich at Sammy?s Deli. There were imported cheeses and fresh baguettes at The Big Cheese and crazy potato logs ? they call them steak fries now ? at the Machoian Poultry stall. I always smiled that you could buy potato logs on the waterfront in Annapolis.
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