Back in the early eighties, my girlfriend at the time and I were just getting over a fight, and I was still a little pissed about it. She wanted to get a 6-pack and some chips, so I handed her 10$. She asked me what kind of dip I wanted, so I looked at her and said "Bearded clam".
She said "Okay!" and ran into the deli. After a while the clerk (an old friend from our Boy Scout days.) looked out the door and made eye contact with me. He just shook his head and went back in.
After a while Jenny came out huffing and puffing with a red face. Turns out she'd asked EVERYBODY to help her find Bearded Clam dip.
Her best plan to get back at me was to tell all our friends about it. It became the stuff of legends.