i don't mean to brag, but
We are sometimes the recipients of genuinely ridiculously awesome bounty. Part of that is a function of living where we live, and part is just plain good fortune.
Case in point: one of Sal's (former?) students recently went clamming with her family, which yielded an impressive haul of razor clams. The irony is that she doesn't like clams, just digging for them. So Sal was the recipient of an entire bag of freshly dug razor clams, all cleaned and shelled.
Thanks to her generosity, I enjoyed the most damn fine clam chowder for dinner last night that I have ever eaten in my entire life. Said chowder also included some of the smoked bacon that I mentioned last week that one of the other instructors at OCI smoked and cured with a class. He cut it up small and sauteed it with onion and celery, and combined with the magic of potatoes and cream and fresh thyme from the garden and, oh yes, and veritable mountain of fresh razor clams, and you have heaven in a pot, my friends.
- the aforementioned clam chowder, which is somehow even better the second day
- carrot sticks and peas
- herb and cheese bagel
- Honeycrisp apple with cashews as gap fillers
Reader Comments (2)
Oooh, I LOVE clam chowder! Sounds heavenly!
It really was. So good that it made me want to say, "WE SHOULD TOTALLY HAVE THIS EVERY DAY OF THE YEAR OR AT LEAST WHENEVER IT RAINS WHICH IS BASICALLY 99% OF THE TIME IN THE PACIFIC NORTHWEST LOL."