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Ode to Chowder
One way to beat the winter blues:
"But when that smoking chowder came in, the mystery was delightfully explained. Oh! Sweet friends, hearken to me. It was made of small juicy clams, scarcely bigger than hazel nuts, mixed with pounded ship biscuits and salted pork cut up into little flakes! the whole enriched with butter, and plentifully seasoned with pepper and salt...we dispatched it with great expedition."
Ishmael in 'Moby #^&#^&#^&#^&'
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