...to pick up the clams. I'm headed into town this morning to pick up the coques that I ordered last week. While I'm gone, Ken will make some sea water substitute so we can let the little clams cleanse their digestive tracts. He adds cornmeal to the mix to give them something to eat.
A couple of hot air ballons over our hamlet in the Cher Valley.
We'll let the clams hang out in their "sea water" over night out on the deck. It's cold out there and they'll enjoy it. I hope. We'll cook them tomorrow. They probably won't enjoy that.
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