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Thanks for the Memory — with Pork Chops Attached

(Note: Vegetarian readers, avert your eyes. This post is NOT for you.) When I was quite a small girl, a thousand years ago, one of my favorite places to go with my mother was to the butcher store. It had … Continue reading

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