Over the weekend Pamela and I finally made it out to the Oregon coast. We decided if we didn’t make it happen now it wouldn’t happen this season, and with the temperature in Portland climbing into the 90s, we picked the right day.
After spending the morning in the shadow of Haystack Rock, we headed into Cannon Beach proper for lunch, where Pamela decided to spice up her lunch with a little flair of the sea. Apparently, she had had clams before and liked them. What arrived was no clam, and after ingesting it, I wouldn’t be surprised if it wasn’t from this earth.
While I was drawing this, Pamela assured that she in fact does get the reference depicted, but I remain skeptical given a gap in her movie repertoire of films that are essential.