They arrived in shopping bags and cardboard boxes. Some came in coolers or were pulled in wagons. Others were nestled among towels in laundry baskets, and some were cradled like infants or simply held aloft triumphantly, exposed for all to see. But however they arrived, the hams (and those who spent the last eight months curing them) were here.
All eyes — and noses — on the hams
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