
Holiday War Stories from an Oysterman
New Year’s Eve is a paradox for oystermen–the bivalves are at their plumpest, most succulent and most in-demand, just around the time when bitter cold and rough seas makes them most difficult to harvest.
New Year’s Eve is a paradox for oystermen–the bivalves are at their plumpest, most succulent and most in-demand, just around the time when bitter cold and rough seas makes them most difficult to harvest.
Peconic Bay scallops are always a dear treat. This season, even more so. With the season just-underway, baymen are reporting the Peconic Bay scallop catches as “spotty”: a major bummer following a string of bumper years that spoiled for fans of this tiny, tender mollusk.
In which the author tries to make concrete from oyster shells.
’Tis the season of pendulous muskmelons, bruise-prone tomatoes, over-ripe plums. These sun-soaked treasures are never sweeter or juicier than now, when farmers pull them from sun-soaked fields that prod plants to swell fruit.
Beginning in 1640, members of the Shinnecock Indian Nation taught English settlers how to hunt whales, harvest native plants and trap game, and David Bunn Martine, director of the Shinnecock Nation Cultural Center and Museum, has curated a show depicting this long period in our history.