Her name is Lucy. I'm not sure who was the bigger pig during our stay
in France, her or I. We got to try many local foods, and I am ashamed
to say Christopher and I both thought the homemade fois gras with
truffle tasted like canned tuna. We quite enjoyed the shoulder of pork
straight from the butcher...no, it wasn't Lucy.
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So, we're all dying to know, did "rare breed" mean small?!
I love her! You will bring her home, yes?
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