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3 comments:
I thought it tasted kinda funny.
And between the finger and the baby's hand... I'm pretty sure you can see the ends of the toes of a baby's foot.
Apparently they dumped the extremities on us and gave someone else all the good stuff.
The sad part is that I couldn't taste any of it.
Kevin
From what cylindrical appendages I can see in your pan of dalk kalbi - fingers and baby hands are the least of your worries...
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