Bacon Fougasse

You try to read books in a New York research library. Frederick the Great’s relationships with his Kapelle musicians have never been so thrilling. And clumps of old men with moustaches (what’s with the moustache, I ask?) and an optional hunch keep chatting loudly right next to you. Inwardly, the teacher in you fulminates - but you can’t, oh you can’t shush them (pas moyen de leur rabattre le caquet).

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A Pen and a Fork #2: Hot-Dogs

And A Giveway!!

“How much junk food does he eat?” Dr. Olman is asking.
“Oh,” Janice says, with enthusiasm, “he’s a real addict.” His wife is, it occurs to Harry, a channel that can’t be switched. […]
“. . . tons of fat through his system,” Dr. Olman is saying, “rivers of it, some of it has to stick. Marbled meats, pork sausage, liverwurst, baloney, hot dogs, peanut butter, salted nuts

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A Pen and a Fork #1 : Beef Jerky

“And so the winter crept slowly on, and the brief, brilliant summer flitted in, then out, like a golden dream. The second snows were upon the little fort, the second Christmas, the second long, long weeks and months of the new year. An unspoken horror was staring them all in the face: navigation did not open when expected, and supplies were running low, pitifully low. The smoked and

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