above, a few photos from our annual family clambake, which takes place over labor day weekend each year. i had not been able to attend for a number of years, and so it was great to be there last weekend. my mom makes her famous whoopie pies for dessert every year, and i sure did miss these. they are amazing. i also ate lots of clam chowder, steamers, chicken, corn and potatoes, and washed it down with cold beer. it’s a perfect day of eating … my favorite sort of day.
and i wanted to share this poem with you today, by michael blumenthal. i read this while riding the subway yesterday and it hit me right in the gut. i thought you might enjoy it, too.
have a good day! more food talk tomorrow, i think.