Of signs of spring

Mike:
Like the multiple dull drum...

 

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Mike:
Of sap in empty pails...

 

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Mike:
Comes the sweet tidal flow from Spring Training...

 

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Al:
A righthanded pull hittah, Cody Ross seems like a good match for Fenway.

 

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Doug:
Doubrant, shahp. Lestah, shahp. Beckett, shahp.

 

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Al:
Millah hitting 96 on the gun? Matsuzaka (Matsuzaka???) "impressive".

 

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Mike:
All that and we find out from none othah than the CHB that he clubhouse chicken preference was Popeyes and not KFC.

 

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Doug:
The Red Sox are always a classy bunch; we know this.

 

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Al:
You know to me—Kentucky-Fried, Pop-eyed, home-styled—doesn't mattah. Nevah been a fan.

 

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Doug:
Seriously. If the good Lord had wanted us to fry chicken then the good Lord wouldn't have given us the Ipswich clam.

 

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Mike:
Food of the gods that.

 

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Al:
Chubby Woodman you did a very good thing, a very good thing indeed.

 

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Comments

[buckner was framed]

Chubby Woodman never met a bearded clam he could not bring to its knees

[James]

I know what I'm having for lunch today...

[Bob]

Good idea. I'm having clams at the Sail Loft today.

And I'll have a chubby tonight.

[Natalie]

Oh, the S'loft, with their electric cocktails, vodka tonics that would put hair on your chest. There is very little I miss about living in Boston (beach access is #1, Fenway/NESN/EEI is #2.....that's about it) but I have some very fond, and hazy, memories of the Sail Loft.

[pablo in nh]

Finally, an answer to the question "Little clam, who made thee?".

[da kine]

The place in Brockton we used to always get our fried clams from was overtaken by a Foxy Lady franchise which maintained the store as its front for some weird regulatory/ordinance reason. Now, whenever I go home, I need to park in the Fox Lady lot so my wife can have some clam strips for dinner.

[Natalie]

da kine, ever run into Mo Vaughan?

[buckner was framed]

no, but Mo ran into him...

[rolo]

Now I want to go to Iggy's for clamcakes. I miss RI sometimes.

[Jeff in NC]

Ok I will enjoy a clam as fast as the next guy and quite a few girls too. But, my friends, a proper southern fried chicken is a thing all should experience many times over. Not the chain food variety, but the cooked by an old fat lady kind. Put a good scald on that bird and oh my. The crunch of the breast skin, the hot juices down your chin, the salty yummm....

Ok, back to your regularly scheduled programming.

[Harwich Rich]

Chubbah Wood-man hahaha ;D

[Rob in CT]

I'm with you Rolo. So glad the Mrs. is from RI so I could experience the goodness the is RI clamcakes and chowda. Helps that her relatives owned the restaurant. More chowda, please!

[Scott]

The Red Wing in Walpole. Best fried clams and greasy pizza period.