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Thursday
Sep092010

kitchen scraps

each night when i bring my kitchen scraps over to pork chop hill i’m torn on who to feed.  the buckets we bring from the restaurant can always be spread around the herd, but our little kitchen produces a much more selective slop dispersal process.

usually it’s the piglets, but tonight pregnant miss berkeley takes home the prize:  grassfed sirloin, fresh off the grill (four days ago).

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