My grandfather was a butcher so there is something very comforting about this photo. I used to love seeing him behind the counter and he would always pull on the big tubes of liver-sausage out of the case and slice a few slabs for me. I stopped into Palermo’s to buy some olives. Of course I picked up a few impulse items like freshly made octopus salad. While I was studying the options I spotted the owner throwing a whole lamb on the cutting board and before I could get my camera out of my pocket he had cut it’s head off. That’s the head shown to the left up above.
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