Jah, it's true. Made a little forcemeat of chicken and provolone and parsley and sage and hard boiled egg, then rolled that in some cutlets from Flying Pigs. If I don't know who raised the animal or who ground it, and it ain't cured, I think I'm heading down the road of grinding it myself.
Still resisting building the bunker.
Thursday, December 31, 2009
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