a gallon jug of tabasco chipotle, forgotten for three years in the trunk of a new england car. no one could have expected the blasts of summer heat and winter frost, the jostlings and jogglings over hundreds of miles of city and country roads to produce an unambiguously delicious sauce replete with the generosity of age-calmed vinegar. i call it TABASCO BIZARRO. now, it is in london.
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