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mnn, artichoke. For when you want a vegetable that's finger food, but eating corn on the cob is too dainty.

I've heard the dubiously true story that as petty revenge on German troops, French people would occasionally serve them artichokes with no instruction on how you eat one. (Obviously I went the artichoke route rather than polenta or baked potatoes, but I am still having my horrible low class mixed drink.)

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