White Wine Mussels

Growing up, I went to the Jersey Shore during the summer, unlike my fellow DMVers who would flock to Bethany, DE or Ocean City, MD. My mother is from Philadelphia and we shared a house with her side of the family in Long Beach Island “LBI”. And no, it is not the Jersey Shore like that MTV show from back in the day that bastardized that state’s coast line. It’s a wonderful, beautiful and peaceful place.. Simple wood framed homes with pebbled lawns to Victorian establishments with grassed yards that transition to pale yellow shorelines. The sunsets have vast colors of yellow, orange, and red that it is hard to describe. Long boulevards that have surf shops, ice cream parlors, mini putt putt courses, arcades, and outstanding restaurants of burger and seafood shacks. When I think of the beach, this is it.

This island was my home every summer until a few years ago. COVID ruined everything for everyone.

LBI has some of the best shellfish on the east coast, but well known for its scallops. The best in the country, some say. My family and I used to frequent a restaurant called Harvey Cedars Shellfish Co. It is a family run shack that’s been going strong since the 80s and our favorite dish, by far, is the white wine mussels. We used to B-line to place like a heat seeking missile for a pot of those mussels.

The broth is pure gold. The amount of bread we used to go through, mopping up that pot of liquid alchemy, was pure insanity. The secret why the broth was so good, a server told us in secret once, is A LOT of butter. How French of them.  

Our family’s house is gone but I recreate a bit of nostalgia every summer by making a pot of white wine mussels. That smell of mollusks bathing in white wine and butter brings back every time to Harvey Cedars. I can’t help but grin ear to ear with every bite and smell of this pot.

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