Chowder Breathes Reassurace. It Steams Consolation.

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

Chowder Breathes Reassurace. It Steams Consolation.

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

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

A Tiny Radish Of Passionate Scarlet, Tipped Modestly In White.