“You’ve heard of tuna melts and patty melts …”

I have said many times before that one of the most amusing parts of my weekly routine is the Monday afternoon editorial meeting at the Texas Observer. The conversations are usually localized around the quirks and excesses of Texas politics and culture, and they inevitably deviate into something unrelated but interesting.

This week (admittedly, not a Texas phenomena): squirrel melts.

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