
In the distance, an unusual sight. A feeding. Some kind of salad with good roquefort cheese and a delicious raspberry dressing. We approach cautiously, eagerly, hopeful it is not some mirage on the Bristol Plains. It does not vanish, and we sample. Excellent! The hunt is already a success.
Next, the customary selection of cheeses and crackers round out the safari. Coffee hit the spot: a sample sized, hot cup of Major Dickason's Blend. (Who is this Major Dickason? Is he one of ours – a friendly – or perhaps the leader of a rogue safari? We could not discern on this day. Note for future safari: question a Bristol Farms employee for information on this Major Dickason.)
Tomorrow is another big day. Must rest up (at work). For now, satisfaction.
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