When Food Is Your Life | At Home with Portland, Maine, Restaurant Stars Steve and Michelle Corry

When Steve and Michelle Corry opened the restaurant Five Fifty-Five in downtown Portland, Maine, 14 years ago, they spent a year and a half living in an apartment above it. They were working so many long hours and seven-day weeks, they barely registered that their “kitchen” had just a single appliance. There was no stove, no refrigerator, no oven—only a coffee maker.

Their next home was a tiny bungalow in Cape Elizabeth that they still speak of fondly. They had a real kitchen (and real appliances), but, like the house itself, it was diminutive. While they could comfortably turn out meals for themselves, once they started a family, space was tight. And forget about entertaining.

Today, the couple have two boys, Seamus, 10, and Finnigan, 8; two restaurants, the elegant Five Fifty-Five and the French bistro and pâtisserie Petite Jacqueline, also in Portland; serious culinary cred, including a 2007 Best New Chef nod from Food & Wine for Steve; and a big, beautiful, sunny open kitchen with an even bigger view.

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That open kitchen and, more broadly, the easy flow throughout the first floor weren’t mere selling points when the Corrys began searching for a new home eight years ago; they were prerequisites. And the full-on, sensational view of Scarborough Marsh through a bank of windows and the dining room glass doors—the kind of fish-jumping, bird-swooping, coyote-howling view that gives Maine its “Vacationland” tag—certainly didn’t hurt, either.

Maine’s biggest salt marsh provides the scenic backdrop for Steve and Michelle Corry’s wide-open kitchen at their Scarborough home.
Credit: Mark Fleming | Styling by Janice Dunwoody

“I don’t take that for granted at all,” Steve says. “Occasionally, it will catch you off guard, when the light is just right, usually at dusk or dawn. ‘Wow! Would you look at this!’ For the most part, it’s why we bought the house. The kitchen is situated, indoors and out, on that.” He pauses from searing a peppercorn-and-fennel-seed-crusted pork loin to gesture toward Maine’s largest salt marsh.

“I love cooking here,” he continues. “I really do. It’s a hobby again, and not a profession. Cooking at home is where it all started.”

The Corrys’ kitchen has the usual accoutrements of a showstopper: Viking appliances, ample granite countertops, rustic farmhouse sink, walk-in pantry, generously sized workhorse island, outsize refrigerator and wine refrigerators, and dish-drawer dishwashers. (About those last appliances—Michelle loves them. Steve, accustomed to restaurant dishwashers, finds them agonizingly slow.)

But, like the rest of the house, the big, luxe kitchen also manages to be warm. It’s filled with personal touches. There’s a cutting board with “Steve Corry’s Kitchen” etched into its well-worn surface. Two refurbished red tractor seats sit under the counter. Framed antique corkscrews hang below wood cabinets and trace the history of the tool (Michelle oversees the wine programs at the restaurants, along with handling reservations, management, payroll, and marketing). More practically, an elaborate, grape-bedecked counter-mounted corkscrew stands at the ready, while a poster in the dining room suggests: “Save water, drink champagne.” The refrigerator is papered in family photos and children’s artwork, and a National Audubon Society Field Guide to North American Birds is tucked in among the cookbooks.

Although the Corrys have done work in other parts of the house— remodeling a bedroom here, a bathroom there—they have no plans to change the kitchen, which came pretty much as is. But three years ago, they did build a deck—a splendid deck that runs the length of the house, complete with a firepit where they hold the occasional lobster bake, plus an outdoor dining table and comfy wicker chairs.