My father was a top chef. I'm spoiled. Down where you live in the nearby town of Robbinsville is a NYC transplant that opened a real Italian deli. His bread sold there was off the charts fantastic. My next visit there the bread wasn't good. I asked what happened. He said the people there didn't like the good bread that had a crunch to it so he got garbage soft bread. I notice the same with something as simple as a pizza or a bagel. In North Jersey and NYC it takes some work to find a bad pizza place or a bagel. Now that I live in central Jersey I have never found a real bagel down here and the majority of pizza is a very low standard for people to say it's good. The bagels down here is bad bread with a hole in it. Some Trenton style pizza is the exception.
It’s a rough life when you’re spoiled.
On one hand your father was a gourmet chef and you’ve got this amazing butcher living right next door on the other hand you can’t find a decent bagel or pizza anywhere.
What we’ve all learned is you really don’t have any experience with butcher box and you’ve used this thread to share life experiences about how much better your options are.
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