If the panhandlers trying to shake me down last night as I left this restaurant on the edge of downtown had been smart, they would have grabbed my leftovers rather than asked for change. But maybe they know I would have fought to the death for the last bits of the slow-braised beef shoulder "a la coq au vin."
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