Aww, shucks!


Did you know that tiny Yarmouth, Maine’s main claim to fame is a three-day festival honoring bivalves—the Yarmouth Clam Festival.

The festival starts today but Yarmouth residents began staking their claim with chairs along the main street parade route more than a week ago. Food booths are set up by local booster groups (think the high school ski team) and will serve up more than 6,000 pounds of clams, 6,000 lobster rolls and plenty of strawberry shortcake and homemade pies all washed down with the festival fave drink: lime rickeys.

As a result, HME News world HQ is a ghost town because most of my coworkers are there, eating their way through the village green. It’s like an official paid holiday.

The entire time I’ve worked here, I have never gone. Why? Well, mainly because of the newswire the editors must put together today. It's a good one, by the way. But, also, I am not big on fried food in general and seafood in particular. I know, what a waste for a Mainer.

I almost went today but trudging up the hill with my shoulder bag (meter, insulin) on a hot day wasn’t appealing (insert self pity). I had salad and grilled chicken. Again. I didn’t enjoy it as much as usual.

But hey, it’s Blue Friday for the online D-community. Here’s a great story about Miss Idaho who competed in the swimsuit competition wearing her insulin pump.

Theresa Flaherty