Perhaps two weeks is long enough for me to go without my much-loved slab of salmon, roasted to a perfect temperature and quite regularly accompanied by perfectly roasted broccoli florets. That's how the Roediger House marked a rainy and stormy May the Fourth. It might have seemed particularly good that night because I'd snuck out between storms to get in a bike ride of just under 12 miles, which proved a sufficient workout to make me extra ready for dinner.
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