talbotlucas.org: a word to the wise is sufficient

We picked up some D'Artagnan Wild Boar and Pork sausages on a recent outing, and thought it might be nice tonight with parsnips, leeks--kind of an autumnal meal. It's rare to find a product that boasts that it includes "meat from feral swine." We like D'Artagnan's duck sausage with armagnac, and thought we'd give the wild boar a try.

D'Artagnan's mail order service has not scored any points with me, though. A few years ago I had ordered foie gras for delivery in late December. The order never arrived, and when I called to inquire, I was told I wouldn't be getting any--they were out of stock, but felt no need to inform customers who had provided a credit card number and received a confirmation of their order. Perhaps I'll give them the benefit of the doubt and try ordering directly again, but for the time being, our location has the advantage of several good suppliers who carry, at retail, what we're looking for.

The noise outside is no longer as intrusive as it was...here's hoping for a few hours of productivity this afternoon...

I'm sorry, did I just type that sentence above? The car horn honking has just returned, as has the cheering. Who knows, maybe the plan is to upset the entire afternoon? Perhaps my sympathy will sink into the negative numbers. It certainly has for the workers at the stores nearest our home, who screamed at me even though I wasn't going into the Ralph's (which is located in a complex with several other stores), and who use the area around their picketing site as a combination garbage can/urinal. I'd like to think striking doesn't have to equal destruction, but how people conduct themselves is a topic for another day...