Month: December 2017

A Half Dozen

A Half Dozen

I’ve been dreading the last two days.  Fear of the unknown, I suppose.  Professionalism, reverence and respect prevailed, however, along with a little luck.   Yesterday afternoon, I drove six pig carcasses to a butcher a half hour outside of Bangor.  They’ll come back as chops, roasts, bacon, ham and fat.  I instructed the butcher to …

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