Talk about a total cholesterol bomb. This clam thing was just as you saw it: shellfish, butter, and bacon. How could it not taste good with all of that, even if it was a bit excessive? Anyway, this was something called clams casino, apparently because this was the way that some place in Rhode Island made them.
And this shop was supposed to be an outlet of a place in the lower level of Grand Central Station. I'm sure that it looks much cooler over there rather than here at Newark Airport (1 Brewster Rd, Terminal C, 973-961-6000), but hey - I was happy to be able to stop here to grab email before getting onto my connecting flight.
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