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By Frank Camorra and Richard Cornish
Published 2009
‘HERE, YOU ASK SO MANY QUESTIONS ABOUT MY ALMEJAS,’ SAID CARMEN THE CLAM-DIGGER, JUST TASTE THIS.’ SHE WAS JUST ONE OF A SMALL ARMY OF FEMALE CLAM-DIGGERS WORKING THE SHALLOWS AT LOW TIDE IN O GROVE — A FISHING PORT ON A SMALL PENINSULA IN GALICIA. THEY WERE PART OF AN ASSOCIATION OF 700 LOCALS WHO HARVEST CLAMS AND COCKLES FROM THE SANDY BEDS OF THE MANY BAYS AND INLETS THAT EAT INTO THE WESTERN ATLANTIC COAST OF SPAIN.
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