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The worst but only way to currently fight demons
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Prosciutto, salami, etc. started in a cold pan and left to crisp and render their fat. They shrink up and become crispy and delicate and cheek-puckering in their salinity. Highly recommend accompanying with toasted bread and an over easy egg fried in the oils in the pan.
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