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The Pie was Christmas

The pie came with our ancestors from Europe. But it has learned a lot from the Indians and the climate from being so long over here.
December 1952

Chlorophyll Unlimited

Green. Color of fairyland. Color of resurrection. Color of life. Of the wild greens in this our North, the commonest wild one is the finest. The dandelion.
May 1952
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Extremities of Pig

If there had been no pig under the barn, there would have been no Emerson on the sofa in the parlor.
December 1951
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Bird Stew

Bird stew was a Maine dish of my boyhood, It meant wild birds, never tame. It tasted and trembled of the wild.
October 1951
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Shore Dinner

The first fact about the dyed-in-the-wool, ancient, and honorable Down East institution called the shore dinner is that it is never eaten on the shore.
August 1951
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Quahaugs and Uncle Quentin

I can never think of one but I think of the other. As sure as my Uncle Quentin conies into my mind, quahaugs come, too.
April 1951
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Halibut Heaven

The neck of the bird is the best part of him. The nearer the bone, the nearer the extremities, the sweeter the meat.
January 1951
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British Breakfast

I know it is like heresy for me, or any man, to put any people above the French as artists in the fine art of food. Especially the English.
October 1948

Coast Calendar

Comes in snow flurries and biting blows. The new mound in the graveyard is covered over deep, as Grandpa's turkey bones said it would be.
December 1947

Coast Calendar

Begins with low clouds, and it seems the clouds stretch off to forever. Grandma sees a winding sheet in her evening candle, and is troubled.
November 1947
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