This is in my backyard?

Saturday was the big day! A tradition up north is a thing called a Rock Bake, when they were describing it to me I automatically compared it to a pig pickin, but it’s so much more than that. The day starts at 6:00am for the lighting of the fire (well actually it started when they dug a hole and put 2 tons of rock in it) but anyway I didn’t get up for the lighting of the fire (a props and thank you to everyone who did) but we did make it there at noon when they were brushing the ash and dirt off the rocks and getting ready for the food. Hopefully the pictures will be able to tell most of the story, but I will try to describe the step by step.

First they cleared the ash and leftover woods off the rocks with Cedar limbs. It was extremely hot so they were constantly being hoosed off and watering down the ash.

They they lay down a wire fence  to lay the food on.

Then they put down seaweed and corn husks as a buffer between the food and the hot rocks.

Then comes the good stuff, they put down the yams, potatoes, clams, and chicken!

Next they cover with Aluminum foil  and a canvas to seal in the heat while it cooks.

Next they cover the edges with dirt so no heat gets out and let it sit like that for 1 and a half to 2 hours!

Then they uncover it and start putting all the food into seperate baskets to take to the tables.

Then it was time to enjoy the food, and that I did! Three bags of Clams (12 in each bag) later I was happy and stuffed, and so was the rest of the family!