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Tomas, Rhiannon and I decided to take a walk to the other end of the park and visit a little neighborhood 'grocery' store I'd never been to before. We did not buy any pig's feet. Amusingly they were probably less heavily processed than 90% of the rest of the store. On the way home we got ice cream. There was a Krispy Kreme variation being offered today but I went with other options. It's 87 %*$()%*$ degrees outside on this the 24th of March. Oh Atlanta.

I have the banjo music from Deliverance stuck in my head today.... or at least since I saw the pig's feet.