Found this delicious post today. Black clams are something I first discovered in Melaque, far south of Puerto Vallarta. There’s no doubt your first impression might be ewww! But face your fears should you be so lucky as to find some fresh ones to savor
I had successfully taken over the kitchen at Casa Tres Coronitas — at least for a couple of our nights here. And Marilu actually seemed somewhat relieved.
Out on the boat with our amigo Mario fishing, looking for whales, snorkeling and loitering on beaches, we’d caught a big red snapper and a couple of smaller fish that appeared to be in the tuna family. The little fish I made into a Mexican crudo with lime, chili, cilantro, onions and Jugo — the Mexican equivalent of soy sauce — while the larger fish I left to Marilu to grill, one of her specialties. (I didn’t want to steal her thunder. And her fish was delicioso, I could’ve done no better.)
A couple nights later, we had tasted perfection. I’d gone out scavenging on the rocks with Brando, Don and Monica’s older son, and collected sea…
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