I loved going to Maresca's,
the Italian butcher shop up the road on the Jersey side, and always asked to be taken along on errands if Maresca's was on the list.
One memorable day, teaching Lord of the Flies and nearing the part where the marooned boys cut off the pig's head, place it atop a stake, and engage in a form of primitive worship, I drove to an old - fashioned
Italian butcher shop in Boston's North End and bought an honest - to - God pig's head — the gnarliest, bristliest one in the store.
Not exact matches
That CSA grew into a full - blown
butcher counter, sandwich
shop, and wine - and - meat meet - up spot, with the vibe of a country store and the ambitions of a master
Italian butcher.
The variety is truly staggering — all told some nine restaurants, five pastry
shops, four
butchers, two pasta - makers, six bread stores, three pork stores, five gourmet delicatessens, two fish markets, three gourmet coffee
shops and one gourmet
Italian wind
shop — to list only the food category.