I have established a relationship with my butcher. I have been going there since 1967. I was only 10 and my mother was forced to drive. Actually, I was forced to ride. My point is this, we all need to get back to basics. My butcher is my friend and he is the son of my mothers butcher. Stop paying for gas at the pump and actually go inside and meet the owner. Network, ( I hate that buzz word) but I know for me, here in Florida, during hurricane season I can have just about anything I want stored onsite by my local butchers, bakers, and candlestick makers. Price is not included
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