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myself that the fried tripe slices could be mushrooms | |
Back at Les 4G with the Francs-Mâchons, I pushed the remains of the now-cold tripe around my plate. I felt I"d made a valiant attempt, and I moved onto my cervelle de canut, served in an ice cream bowl and mixed with vinegar and spring onions, with gusto. Compared with the dishes licked clean by my companions though, my effort was paltry. | |
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