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I'd forgotten this, but one of the most revelatory things I've eaten at Chez P. was a salad of (local, organic, montessori, &c.) iceberg with bacon and blue cheese. It didn't say "I am iceberg, motherfucker" so much as "You thought you knew me, but you were wrong, motherfucker."

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Parents took us there back in the late 70s, before Waters sold out, man. Her early stuff is way better.

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