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Rites of Summer

Perfection on a roll

Fried scallops on the Cape are summer personified

Zach Vitas and Katie James, both of Charlestown, make a toast before chugging an oyster shot at the Beachcomber in Wellfleet. Zach Vitas and Katie James, both of Charlestown, make a toast before chugging an oyster shot at the Beachcomber in Wellfleet. (Globe Staff Photo / Joanne Rathe)
By Scott Helman
Globe Staff / August 23, 2008

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WELLFLEET - Fat. Silky. Succulent. Briny. Perfection, deep-fried. Summer personified. If there's one seasonal ritual I cannot live without, it's the fried scallop roll at the Beachcomber, the Wellfleet watering hole nestled deep among the sand dunes of Cape Cod National Seashore. (Full article: 690 words)

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