Craving a clambake.....

[poltr1]

The past few days, I've been listening to the ads on the radio for summertime events -- beach parties by bars, lawn fetes by churches, and clambakes. Which led me to thinking: I haven't had clams in a long while.

I know about the current health advisories, that it isn't exactly safe to be eating clams these days. But I used to love them when I was a kid. Steamed clams, clam broth, clams on the half shell -- I loved them all!

One of my favorite memories of my father: eating clams on the half shell with him. Dad would shuck clams with a knife he made himself from some scrap metal he found at work. He'd then add some vinegar and a few drops of Tabasco sauce onto each clam. Then he'd add a little ketchup. And my dad and I would eat them. Mom and my sister didn't care for clams, though. That left more for us.

Now, I have a commercially made clam knife, and a ready source for clams. But it's just not the same eating them without Dad around.

I found a nice recipe on allrecipes.com for a clam bake, with potatoes, shrimp, mussels, chicken broth (!), and corn on the cob. I also looked at the calorie count, the fat count, and the cholesterol count. Yikes! This is something I'd probably want to do once or twice a year.

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[dagonell.livejournal.com]

For me, clams are an annual ritual. When we go to the Chautauqua County Fair, I order a plate of clams from the steamed clam booth. When he wasn't there last year, I was very disappointed. Fortunately, I got my fill at the Labor Day party we went to.
-- Dagonell