#19. pigs feet, algorithms, sports, & the new book
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I didn’t try the pigs feet. A few weeks ago, in Virginia, I stopped at a gas station and met two kind gentlemen selling pickled pigs feet marinating in large, repurposed plastic jars — the two- or three-gallon-scale ones that are usually packed with orange cheese puffs. The men informed me that the pigs feet were very popular and often sold out quickly. Normally I try to embrace local experiences and cuisine when traveling. I'll jump in any water that looks remotely clean, and I still regret not getting a haircut at that roadside barber in Brazil a decade ago. But I passed on the feet. No regrets, either.
#19. pigs feet, algorithms, sports, & the new book
#19. pigs feet, algorithms, sports, & the new…
#19. pigs feet, algorithms, sports, & the new book
I didn’t try the pigs feet. A few weeks ago, in Virginia, I stopped at a gas station and met two kind gentlemen selling pickled pigs feet marinating in large, repurposed plastic jars — the two- or three-gallon-scale ones that are usually packed with orange cheese puffs. The men informed me that the pigs feet were very popular and often sold out quickly. Normally I try to embrace local experiences and cuisine when traveling. I'll jump in any water that looks remotely clean, and I still regret not getting a haircut at that roadside barber in Brazil a decade ago. But I passed on the feet. No regrets, either.