Confessions of a Fatkins foodie
Jan 17, 2021
2 minutes
GREG DIXON
By the time you read this, we should finally have finished our Christmas ham.
We assaulted the northwest face of the thing on the day and, thereafter, struck out for the summit of Mt Ham most other days, only to return to base camp each night completely and utterly stuff ed, beaten back by the mountain’s sheer size.
More than a few may suspect that ham
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