When that wise old fellow Geoffrey Chaucer described the Franklin on the pilgrimage to Canterbury, it was as a well-fed man whose house “snowed meat and fish,” and his cook had better keep the sauces sharp and spicy, or he’d hear it from his master. That’s because the Franklin, says Chaucer, “was Epicurus’ own son,” and “it was his belief that pure del…
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