Every winter, Green Aisle's backyard becomes a charcuterie cellar—the landlord strings homemade soppressata on the trees to dry.
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Yesterday morning, I moved from the freezer to the refrigerator what I thought to be a piece of travers du porc to cook and share with M. and Mme Parret because they raved about the travers I took ... Delete the scoop?
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