We said goodbye to summer tonight with this soul-stirring pasta. One of those moments, completely unplanned when your five year-old points to clams in the fish case and you can't resist because in some ways, clams represent everything you fell in love with about the East Coast when you first moved here, 20 years ago. Because now you're raising a boy for whom clams is normal summer fare, and though swirls of clams, corn, shrimp and pasta, sealed with a sprinkling of parm may not be details he will remember, but the feeling--the feeling when he ate it as his mother's table in late summer, with the sun still on his skin and his wild, curly hair damp across his forehead --that will stick.

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