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Christmas dinner: Get your goose

Once I lived in a place where winter temperatures regularly dipped below freezing, and my best friend was my goose down comforter. My downstairs neighbor was a Renaissance English scholar, and every year he did the whole Dickens Christmas feast complete with goose. I had my own Christmas celebration, but he'd give me the goose fat and any of the leftovers, which I used in my New Year's Day cassoulet, prepared from Julia Child's lengthy recipe.

By S. Irene Virbila

December 22, 2012

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