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All the ossobuco love reminds me of the wonderful, delicate flavors of bone marrow.
At home nobody cares how I eat, but when I eat it in a restaurant and pick out the bone marrow, spread it on a nice piece of crusty bread, too many people look at me like I'm nuts. If there is marrow I can't pick out, I use a straw to suck it out. The chef usually smiles but people get up and move away.
Talk about strange parts, nobody mentioned sweet breads! Man, I love me some SB's!
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