The
building in the foreground is the original Kelly’s landing before it burned
down and replaced. As teenagers we would go there to get the best tasting fried
clams ever. You could get a pint and it wouldn’t break the bank. Put a little
vinegar on the top then go sit on the nearby benches to watch the boats come
and go. Trying to get the attention of the girls walking by was really our
primary goal. Maybe if I offered them some of my clams I would have been
more successful.
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