Alex Miller was heading home think-ing about dinner on the evening of May 14 when he decided to stop at Stuart’s Seafood Market, an Amagansett fa-vorite. He bought some cedar plank salmon and coleslaw. As an afterthought, he said, “Why don’t you give me a dozen littleneck clams — medium-sized little-necks?”
At home in Springs, he shucked them— half the quahogs were from the shell-fish hatchery and the other half from the wild (he could tell by the striped pattern on the shell). On the 11th wild clam, something he thought was a marble fell out.