We were shown something I didn't expect at the very back of the building.
A great old tin ceiling, but also a meat locker.
If you slaughtered a heifer, you could take it here and have it hung in back. Then you could visit for other groceries and also get a few cuts of meat to take home. Makes sense. We were invited to step into this meat locker. I guess I've read too much Stephen King-- I politely refused and stayed outside to take the pics. I'm sure Helen and Jenna would not have slammed and locked the door on us, but, like I say, my imagination is a little over-active.
Besides, this meat locker was just not a very inviting place...
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