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Until last month, I hadn’t eaten scrapple since I was nine or ten years old. But I’ve thought of it often throughout my life. It’s haunted me, I suppose. For a long time, I wanted to eat it again. Just not enough to pay $50 to order it online (stores don’t sell it in theContinue reading “To Scrapple, with Love: Memories of a Mid-Atlantic Mystery Meat”