When a visiting friend recently suggested meeting up for dinner in Paris, she sent me a link to a place she’d read about in a review. I didn’t know the place, but when I plugged the name into a search engine, the pictures that turned up showed plate after plate strewn with pieces of meat interspersed with tiny, trimmed root vegetable bits and pieces, su…
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