I took some advice and requested half pound of buffalo last night for my burger. I kept a little of it for pasta sauce and made myself yet another fantastic burger for dinner. (Mmmm, buffalo.) The "point forty" butcher wasn't there so I didn't have a chance to try that.


...and a related three cheers for Whole Foods. I love it because it's half a block from my house, even if it is filled with the kind of ever-diligent liberal people (and foods) that I normally mock. But now they've started stocked Pabst, my favorite beer. Yes, in cans. Whoo-hoo! Pabst!