Littlenecks on the half-shell

It’s a happy coincidence that newspaper food sections happen to come out on Wednesdays, which are also one of the three days in the week when clamming is allowed in the town of Barnstable.  This Wednesday, the New York Times did a piece on clam bars, and it made me really, really want some raw clams.   So I went out and raked some up, stuck them in the fridge, and had Kevin shuck me some as I made dinner.

There are times when I really miss New York.  This wasn’t one of them.