A season to churn, churn, churn
In a cramped garage in Maine, they’re making a better butter
When most of his neighbors are asleep, Dan Patry shuffles into his garage at 1 a.m., wearing a hair net and elbow-length rubber gloves, navigating through a maze of stainless pipes, tanks, and trays. (Full article: 1138 words)
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