In the morning, Forrest was so excited to leave the house... that he had crumbs all over his face from inhaling breakfast. He was a hot mess, with his harness all in a twist.
This year, we went further out than usual. The area that we chose was really rocky, but there were whole clans of clams under the sand!!!! Forrest was scouting the area and greeting the other clammers for us.
While we dug and dug some more, Forrest wandered nearby and sniffed just about everything. He even ate a crab! I guess he doesn't remember last time, when got nipped in the nose. LOL
Eventually he got tired and wanted to lay near us. He's not a young chicken anymore!
After cleaning and prepping our catches, Mike made us clam ceviche! It was DELICIOUS.
Next, JR sauteed some clams with garlic, onions, and butter.
The main course was a heaping pile of butter clams in a white wine sauce.
And the clam finale - baked clams with Ritz cracker crust.
With Tambi and JR to share their culinary genius, we had quite the feast. It was a lot of work, but we also had more hands to do the prepping and the cleaning. Last year, Matt and I only trusted ourselves to make chowder... and it took FOREVER to clean the damned horse clams! I'm glad we got some butter clams this year, too.
I think my clam fix has been satiated for the year. Because we dug so far out on the beach, the walk back to the car was extra brutal. And these clams were NOT light.
Can't wait to go crabbing next!
