When I was pregnant I crave, crave, craved cockles. I love those little shellfish and I just couldn’t get enough. (and yes, I did eat shellfish whilst pregnant – shame on me).
I remember going to the seaside way back when and queuing up at the shellfish bar to get my tiny plate of cockles in vinegar with a little sprinkle of pepper on the top and using that weeny two prong fork to eat them one at a time. Ahh the deliciousness of it all! But not only at the beach, there seemed to be a cockle/shellfish bar in every market.
|Not in America|
Imagine my shock and horror to realize you can’t get them in California. I’ve looked everywhere and never found them. I wondered if they were called something else here? I even Googled “What are cockles called in America” and came up with nothing. Apparently they have not made the journey across the pond and are not sold anywhere!!
I’m taking a trip back to Blighty later this year and one of my stops will definitely be the cockle stall. My American fiancé will be with me and I can’t wait to see his face when I try to get him to eat one! If he actually likes them, it will definitely warm the cockles of my heart! ❤
|With Vinegar and Pepper - Perfect!|