by Libby V 
Christmas 2013 came and went, leaving in its wake a half-dead potted conifer, a low-level hangover (or maybe it’s a cold?), a deep appreciation for stretchy pants, and a half-full jar of duck fat, reaped from the preparation of one fantastic Christmas meal. Our day of feasting culminated in a dinner of Muscovy duck breasts, seared first to extrude some of the fat, and finished quickly in the oven, then topped with a drizzle of balsamic-fig…
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This is an all new low. How disgusting and disturbing. I thought this site was more progressive and would encourage people to be more compassionate and creative in their meal choices. Go vegan!
Sounds amazing, I’m trying this out this week!