My daughter and her friends brought back this haul from the sea the other day. She is a clam whisperer and can find clams so easily! It is addictive to dig them up like little buried treasures. I cooked them up and we ate the small ones like steamers with a bit of melted butter. The larger ones and the one quahog I chopped up and made baked clams...yummy. The razor clams were a bit tough though.