Never grow a wishbone, daughter, where you backbone ought to be. — Clementine Paddleford Copy Share Image
“Never grow a wishbone, daughter, where your backbone should be.” — Clementine Paddleford Copy Share Image
The day has the color and the sound of winter. Thoughts turn to chowder...chowder breathes reassurance. It steams consolation. — Clementine Paddleford Copy Share Image
A tiny radish of passionate scarlet, tipped modestly in white. — Clementine Paddleford Copy Share Image
Beer is the Danish national drink, and the Danish national weakness is another beer. — Clementine Paddleford Copy Share Image
We all have hometown appetites. Every other person is a bundle of longing for the simplicities of good taste once enjoyed on the farm… — Clementine Paddleford Copy Share Image
Never grow a wishbone, daughter, where you backbone ought to be. — Clementine Paddleford Copy Share Image
“Never grow a wishbone, daughter, where your backbone should be.” — Clementine Paddleford Copy Share Image
