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Other summer schools give their students a taste of the local customs. Wyoming University, for example, holds a mammoth buffalo barbeque. Certainly Harvard, in tradition-laden Massachusetts, can do as well. We propose, as a start, that the School sponsor a giant clam-bake at one of the local beaches. Such an event would be more than nourishing: a far better mixer than the Continental ballroom or a Yard Punch, it would make the heat much easier to take...
Yesterday morning was partly overcast, and there were short, scattered showers during the afternoon, but this didn't stop the Class of 1938 from consuming 1400 lobsters, an undetermined quantity of clams on the half-shell and clam chowder, and various other foods and beverages at the Essex County Club...
Plankton & Clam Larvae. In 1959, modestly financed by fisheries companies, Dr. Fujinaga set up a pilot prawn ranch in abandoned salt-evaporation ponds at Iku-shima on Shikoku Island. He now has 30 employees, and the place is jumping with prawns. The tiny just-hatched kurumas are coddled in indoor tanks and eat yellowish-brown Skeletonema plankton that have been grown in filtered sea water doped with chemicals. Other kinds of plankton, also specially cultured, carry them through the next stage. When they are one-quarter-inch long, they graduate to outdoor tanks and are fed clam eggs and larvae...
Metrecal soup in three flavors (cream of tomato, clam chowder, and split pea with ham), each containing in one 8-oz. can a nutritionally complete 225-calorie meal. The soups will sell for about 39? each or $1.17 for a three-pack. > The two-way wrist radio (invented 15 years ago by "Brilliant" and "Diet Smith") has saved Dick Tracy from many a nasty comic-strip scrape. Cartoonist Chester Gould now plans to move the contraption off the drawing board and onto the wrists of Tracy fans everywhere. The radio comes in two pieces-a 9-volt power pack with...
Gallons of clam chowder preceded the annual lobster luncheon during which an estimated 1500 red fish went their way. The handy bibs served their purpose especially well for those who decided that one good twist of the wrist was just as good as any manufactured claw-cracker. Leaving the mounds of shells behind after ice cream and coffee, '37 emerged from its "lobster" tent and once again looked to the sky, hoping for at least one glimpse of pure...