Sunday, May 10, 2009

Razor Clams part 3: The Feathered Serpent

Here's the brutal part: cleaning the clams. This is done while the clams are still alive, as you want them as fresh as possible. We kept them in a cooler full of frozen/slushy seawater on the trip home, then used them as after-dinner entertainment for our guests (one of said guests is telling a story in the background, and it would have been impolite to tell him to stuff it, so there's some background chatter. Not that it really matters, anyway, as you can't hear the clams scream.)

Then, because that's the kind of guy we are, we made our guests get their hands dirty. No one eats for free in this house.

Thanks to the T. for helping us out. It's harder than it looks because the little buggers squirm around as you're trying to cut 'em open. It raises the question: would we vivisect clams if they could scream? You bet we would. Especially if they screamed all the time, and for no reason.