I’m new to Washington, and this spring I followed friends to a local clamming beach for my first-ever clamming experience. The problem? My friends didn’t actually know what they were doing, and so neither did I. Later that night, after cooking up clam linguine, I got sick. To make my next expedition safer — and hopefully educate other clamming hopefuls — I spoke with clamming experts for a crash course in harvesting shellfish.
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