|no, joseph doesn't look that weird in real life,|
yes, he does need a haircut
Everywhere we have lived, Obi and his ever-growing crew of flying monkeys always end up asking themselves this question, "What in these here parts can we make into food?"
When we lived in Arizona, it was prickly pear cactus, in Indiana, they actually ate the marigolds out of our garden (they are edible, look it up), in Louisiana, they spent hours in the mud setting and retrieving crawfish traps.
A couple weeks ago the beach was literally glutted with these beautiful little coquina, each one seemingly individual in color and shape. The funny things sit just below the surface of the white sand, the waves lick the shore and the exposure is too much for them: their invisible bodies push their shells on end and they dig themselves under. So, so cute! The kids had endless fun piling a lump of coquina infested sand on top of their feet and feeling them dig through to the ground, right between their toes.
So the obvious question was, "Can we eat these things?" I mean, that's what anybody would ask, right?
Obi consulted Google (not Pinterest, he's a man), and discovered this lovely recipe for Coquina Soup!
Honestly it was Joseph's idea, and he did all the work, other than stirring, because he insisted it was an unnecessary step, and Obi argued it was the most necessary. Life around here...
|clearly, my food photography could use some work,|
although I do contend that table crumbs and headphones
add a nice bit of realistic ambiance...
As pictured, the coquina are so tiny they really just make a sea-food-kinda tasting broth, leaving no meat, which is all washed away with the shells. It was mainly just butter, onions, potatoes, and yummmmmmmmmmm. I'm not kidding. I mean butter and onions anyway, but I am still shocked at how delish this was. So much better than marigolds.
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