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Tuesday, March 15, 2016

On Dinner, by Charles Kuralt

"I ate slowly, thinking about the taste of the oysters. I drank a silent toast in the emptying dining room to good food and drink, to All Things traditional and enduring, and to a month without care and one of the last places on Earth that cares about such things."
-Charles Kuralt, from his book AMERICA

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