We All Have Hometown Appetites.

The Day Has The Color And The Sound Of Winter. Thoughts Turn To Chowder...chowder Breathes Reassurance. It Steams Consolation.

Chowder Breathes Reassurace. It Steams Consolation.

We All Have Hometown Appetites. Every Other Person Is A Bundle Of Longing For The Simplicities Of Good Taste Once Enjoyed On The Farm Or In The Hometown Left Behind.

Beer Is The Danish National Drink, And The Danish National Weakness Is Another Beer.

Never Grow A Wishbone, Daughter, Where You Backbone Ought To Be.