No more Felching for you, Clement.

I made a pork tenderloin for dinner tonight, with a stock and butter reduction that was just scrumptious.  So good, that I kept drinking it from the serving device.  Later, after   and I returned from the SFO to pick up Herman, who is in town for about a week, I took some Peppermint essential oil and put about 15 drops in a glass of water and drank it.  That will eliminate the predicted flatulence from the sauce. 

My lips are all tingly right now.

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