01 May 2010

Sunken Ghetto

Kitchen Basics' clam stock, which DK says we may never run again (excellent news) smells, as I determined last night, as if you took the absolute worst memories of my Long Island childhood and melted them down into a liquid.

Basically, it smells like a north shore beach on a really humid horrible hazy late summer day.

Never thought I'd be smelling Sunken Meadow in a factory five hundred miles away.

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