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Blog Guy, have you seen that amazing new book about former first lady Jacqueline Kennedy, the one taken from hours of taped interviews with her just months after her husband was assassinated?
I have, indeed. It’s a must-read for anyone who likes fish soup.
Excuse me? Are we talking about the same book?
Sure. I’m not even finished with it, and already I’m struck by her vivid chowder memories of Jack Kennedy:
“He’d come home, and then it would be fish chowder….”
“I remember we had fish chowder. You could still sit outside.”
“I mean, you had what he loves – his fish chowder – and he was still picking Cornelius Ryan’s brains about ‘The Longest Day.’”
“And Jack was sitting in the black sweater, the hair – the wind blowing his hair, blissfully happy with fish chowder.”
You see what I mean? Anyway, this endless chowder obsession thing sure explains how the Kennedy Era got its indelibly romantic nickname…
Which was?
“Clam A Lot….”
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Top: Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis shown in this June 27, 1953 photograph with then Senator John F. Kennedy in Hyannisport, Massachuestts. REUTERS/file photo
Right: Book cover, “Jacqueline Kennedy: Historic Conversations on Life with John F. Kennedy
Left: Fish Cowder photo from My Recipes
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On second thought, let’s not go to Clam A Lot. It is a silly place.
I wonder if Jack had to push the pram a lot?
So, that’s why I heard the book shed light on fishy dealings surrounding JKF. Now I understand!
It sounds like a scene from The Osbournes, only it’s ‘Jackie, Jackie, I can’t find my chowda Jackie’. ‘Where’s the f#%^ing chowda, Jackie?’
On a sad note, you can’t get the beer pictured anymore as it was discontinued last year. Nice porter ale it was, too.
@Nosmo: thanks for spelling it correctly. Chowda or chowdah. Any one remember Narragansett beah?
One e of the tags seems to be missing “AF,” unless I missed a joke.
I don’t think you ever miss a joke, Spin. Yeah, somehow seafood shortened itself. I eliminated it.
I wonder if one of our commenters makes many comments today… Would that be justCAM a lot?
Those seafood lovin’ Carolina Panthers love Cam. A lot.
I love chowder! Gumbo too! George the Crab gets very withdrawn when I eat those delectable delights, though…
I humbly offer a haiku:
Those Clam-a-lot days
With Jacqueline and John F
Filled with clam chowder
“Clam A Lot”: ~snort~
There’s something fishy about this whole thread.
There. I said it. Somebody had to…
Don’t be shellfish, join the OE blog!
Actually, Jazz, I’m not sure that’s true. I’m pretty sure it could have gone unsaid altogether.
When is the photo on the book cover taken, anyone know?
When I get near chowder, I cram a lot … la-la.
Does “Clam A Lot” qualify as a Spoonerism? That would be a nice touch with Chowder jokes.
You eliminated seafood Mr. B.? Just like that? No more endless shrimp at Red Lobster? Crabcakes will be just cakes? The Deadliest Catch will become Dudes Standing Around On A Boat? And while there still might be fish there will be no fish chowdah!
Or as the caption for the last photo calls it, Fish Cowder. Find whoever took the “H” and you shall find your “AF”! Then you can un-eliminate seafood!
Is Fish Cowder anything like Reef Stew?
Crab Cakes had better be just Cakes.
George the Crab