Sara Hohn – Food… Brooklyn & Beyond

Clam cakes, stuffed quahogs, fried oysters and selecting live lobsters for dinner are culinary high spots from my childhood. At oceanside picnic tables on sandy, weatherbeaten decks, eating fried seafood made me almost forget my sunburn. I got to missing men in tank tops and bibs drowning lobster chunks in butter with their hands. So Saturday evening at sunset, I and the rest of eastern Brooklyn chowed down at Randazzo’s Clam Bar, a Sheepshead Bay institution. Although its Emmons Avenue neighbor Lundy’s, seafood giant and once-rival to the ninety-year old Randazzo’s is no longer, they still receive the summer’s scores with a fluorescent lobster sign and clam bar favorites, deliciously rough around the edges.