Last weekend, my wife scored a deal on a chuck roast, among the other groceries, and put it in the fridge where it lay forgotten until last night. Then she told me, "Hey, you'd better cook that pork shoulder I got." (No, I'm not blaming her. Bear with me, here.)
So, since it was too late for dinner tonight, I figured "overnight carnitas" would be a
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