people like to fry them (i've heard they make some of the best clam strips in the world), or serve them raw with pickled ginger and soy sauce like sushi, but i think they taste best right out of the sand. if i could afford to buy some tideland property i'd definitely farm geoducks. they sell for, like, $75/lb in asia.
one of my dad's best friends was a stingy old rich fucker who sometimes helped our family out in times of need in exchange for cheap labor. i remember him cooking squirrels for lunch after working all god damn day for pennies and i started bitching and whining about the crap i was eating -- "yeah right i don't care how hungry i am this'll never be good."
"bullshit, kid. if you were ever really hungry you'd fight wild dogs over squirrel bones."
he left home at the age of 8 -- no shit, 8 -- during the great depression because his folks couldn't afford to take care of him. he married @ 13, fought in WWII @ 16, and then started a local chain of farm supply stores. well off financially, but probably never once in his life treated himself to a luxury like the meat of a domesticated animal.
i miss the hell out of that mean old piece of shit. i miss that whole generation and way of life.
The Hulaburger was the most famous flop of Ray Krok (the man who bought the small time McDonalds company and turned it into the mega-franchise we know today). The burger was created in 1963 was aimed at Roman Catholics who were forbidden to eat meat on Fridays. It was basically a cheeseburger but with a slice of pineapple instead of meat. The burger was a disaster unlike the Filet-O-Fish which was being marketed at the same time by a Cincinnati franchise.
that sounds awesome. i love putting pineapple on my burgers. never tried replacing the meat, but a fat slice of grilled pineapple might actually work. gonna try it soon
it used to sit in a tray of ice by the other condiments / drink machine. it wasn't a true pump dispenser, but like a big jar with a retractable metal lid and you could take as much as you want. i used to pour it all over my fries