“About this time we celebrate the food of our ancestors, the old people,” the Maitre D' was guiding us through the buffet selection. Pointing to the various choices of offal he went on, “This is sheep leg, and this is breast. Though not really,” he said with a slicing action between nipple and armpit, “this… Continue reading I think I’ll skip the testicles…
This and that whilst sipping a fine malt.
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