Or, The Whale

September 25, 2012 | 1 book mentioned 1

Who else is counting down the days until the Moby Dick Big Read reaches Chapter XV: Chowder? “Chowder for breakfast, and chowder for dinner, and chowder for supper, till you began to look for fish-bones coming through your clothes.”

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One comment:

  1. Yes!

    There was a fishy flavor to the milk, too, which I could not at all account for, till one morning happening to take a stroll along the beach among some fishermen’s boats, I saw Hosea’s brindled cow feeding on fish remnants, and marching along the sand with each foot in a cod’s decapitated head, looking very slip-shod, I assure ye.

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