A Tiny Radish Of Passionate Scarlet, Tipped

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.

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

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

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

Chowder Breathes Reassurace. It Steams Consolation.