“It’s like a sauna in here” could have been the unofficial theme of the Clambake this year. In spite of the heat and humidity and the smaller crowd, the 2011 Clambake was very successful.
The day started with the Sea Girt 5k run. This year our participants were Uncle Paul, and nephews James and John Michael. In spite of the incredible heat our three finished with respectable time. Margaret, Betsy and Deb and I waited at the 2 mile mark to support them as they passed. We clapped and cheered but at one point feeling silly we yelled at the over heated runners “hey what are you complaining about we’ve been standing here waiting”
the disappointed younger set. My favorite is Ricky Marrone’s linguine and clams. Lobsters and shrimp were perfectly steamed in the pot. This year we had hired help for kitchen prep, cleaning and serving. This has proven to be an especially nice addition. Also, “Reuther juice” was flowing and the pina coladas were blending. John Michael’s friend from Goshen, Kate, brought delicious chocolate for us to sample from her new business she is starting. Her “Bixby Bars” are healthy, delicious chocolate snack bars. (I will blog more about her bars and business at a later date)
Betsy, Kate and Paul Mundell were here which was a nice bonus. Kate was up from Haverford, young Paul was here for a two week course at Brown University and Betsy flew in from California to stay for the week and to pick up Paul at Brown. Betsy and I drove up to Providence together to get Paul. I told her that signs and directions weren’t my strong points but I could be lively and supportive company. Seriously, I got her there to her son and a clean bathroom very successfully. We had delicious sandwiches on Thayer St. and headed off into what turned out to be some of the worst traffic she’s probably ever seen. There were several times when stuck in traffic we said “We can just pull off into that town and make a nice life for ourselves” ( you really had to be there). Paul slept the entire ride and never knew how close he came to living in Connecticut.
After the clambake, Bets, Kate and Paul Jr. headed back home and Julia, Grace, Michele and James went with them to spend the week with them in Bodega. Camp Aunt Betsy, aka, CAB is in full swing as I’m writing. I will blog her CAB updates here as they come in.
Photo credits: Deb Antinori/Rose Antinori