Butcher’s Best

When God Gives You Cheeks, Cook Them

(Okay, maybe not God. Or god. Or whatever. Maybe just Steve, the nice, cute butcher down the road, who reminds you that life is meant to be lived in moderation.) I used to spend a lot of time wondering why Susan and I wound up in our specific town, in southwestern Connecticut. It’s a nice […]

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