Something needs to be said about looking for holes in the sand on a deserted beach at low tide and then digging clams for your supper. I’m not sure what, though, except perhaps that I love digging them just about as much as I love eating them.
Clam digging in Shemogue New Brunswick is a family tradition for us. When I was growing up, we would come to Shédiac every summer to visit with my mother’s parents and siblings and clam digging is one of the things we always did. Back then, we had 3 generations of Richard folks on the beach because my grand father always came and there were usually a few of us kids mostly fooling around on the beach, playing in the mud.
Our family has been going to the same beach in Shemogue (New Brunswick) for 60+ years now; my mother remembers going there with her parents and siblings when she was growing up. No telling how far back the tradition actually goes.
These pictures were taken yesterday. These are my parents with the yellow bucket and some friends from Quebec who joined us on the campground this week. While our crowd is much smaller when we go clam digging these days, the meal we have later is just as good. And we still had 3 generations of Richard descendents on the beach with my daughter mostly playing in the mud while we dig.
We had a great meal last night and enough leftovers to cook a clam chowder today. Yummy and free. It hardly gets any better than this. Today, we may go for oysters and mussels in the same fashion just on a different beach. Care to join us?
Originally Posted at: Lafayette Real Estate News
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