Wednesday, October 7
Just call me Molly Malone
My love of free food, wild food, foraged food, happy food is well known to you who read this Blog. Its something deep within me, a wonderful a sense of connection with nature, the environment, with the continium that is 'My Life'. I love it. One thing I look forward to each year is the start of Cockle season; November 1 here in South Australia. Over the past few years, cockle sizes have been diminishing and a shorter cockle season for the professionals last year was ordered in the hope of boosting both size and numbers of this years harvests. Im looking forward to seeing the impact of this shorter season.
I go 'hunting' cockles at Middleton, 'Cockle beach', where the Cockle train passes by with its puffing and choo-choo'ing, it makes for a lovely day. I thought, why look forward to this wonderful beginning with just my family? Is anyone interested in a Blog Cockle hunt sometime in November? I thought we could meet at the beach on a nice sunny day, 'hunt' cockles and then head back to 'our' beach house for some homemade fettucine alla Vongole or Chorizo and Vongole paella and then make our ways back to our respective city homes, beachy, salty, sandy and happy with a bucket or two of freshly collected cockles.
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7 comments:
Wow! I've never been cockle hunting. Sounds like great fun. Please count us in. :)
We would also love to come- we do it every season as well (and off season without results of course...haha). We always seem to forget when is the season!
hmm...i remember my father inflicting the most ghastly, sandy, crunchy cockleburgers with tomato sauce on us children down by the Coorong nearly forty years ago
there must be a better way....
This sounds so romantic. The days from which poetry is written and children begin remembering their dreams. I wish I were there.
veggie- really? OK. Names on list! Its great fun. You find with ya feet!
Annuska- names on list too! Might have a paella and ask you to bring your paella pan!LOL and my chorizo - whoot! Will keep you both informed with due warning.
India- cockleburgers? I love cockles but a cockleburger sounds bad, really bad. Poor you. Paella with choriszo sounds better huh? Can we tempt you?
Kale- i shall make sure i Haiku it! I love that tie of year,; balmy, sandy and relaxed. Heaven. I wish you were here to!
I've never been cockle hunting either, count me in! :)
katrine- great great great! will keep youposted. Partners welcome!
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