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Back from the Butcher and Boar. \u00a0Quite the testosterone joint for a place with no televisions tuned to the game. \u00a0In fact, no televisions. \u00a0This place is about meat. \u00a0Fish, fowl and game. \u00a0I had wild boar sausage, a side of fried green tomatoes and spicy greens. \u00a0Kate and I shared a sampler of their pickled meats.<\/p>\n
To my surprise I liked the Braunschweiger. \u00a0It came in a small glass terrine, a paste, and made me think I’d never had good Braunschweiger before.<\/p>\n
The place, though, was noisy. \u00a0In extremis. \u00a0Even for those without impaired hearing it would have been difficult to hold a normal conversation.<\/p>\n
The interior is dark wood, lots of mirrors, granite topped tables and sturdy forks, spoons and especially the knives.<\/p>\n
The bar, a long one, had almost 100% business type guys sitting ordering from the gray haired bar tender who moved methodically and quietly from patron to patron. \u00a0The wait staff is young, good looking men and women in black Butcher and Boar t-shirts.<\/p>\n
We decided in the end that it was a nice place to visit, once. \u00a0Probably not a return place for us older generation carnivores.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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