After taking me out to lunch (rare moment), we were motivated to make clam chowder. N had ordered it and it was quite good. We found a recipe and collected all the ingredients. We weren't sure how it would go over, we just called it chowder.
Everyone approved until Seven got a clam. He freaked and yelled: "the chicken is bad! the chicken is bad!" Needless to say, no one ate the chowder after that.
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