Good afternoon! This is the 5th edition of Supermarket Aisle King, a series about unlikely partnerships stricken between the contents of my cupboard and the artifacts I bring home from various supermarkets. The last one was about sweet sauce and the one before dealt in eggplant spread. The below, a poem about brine and cry for companionship, was written…
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