To those zero of you out there who may not know this, Heinz baked beans, like all of the fine Heinz products, is made in Pittsburgh. I like Heinz not so much because they've been notably decent corporate tycoons, or even because they've been avid anti-Bushites, but because I helped to celebrate a friend's sixteenth birthday by sitting around the Heinz pyramid in my neighborhood cemetary at midnight on midsummer night's eve when the grass went up in flames. We now return to our regularly scheduled programming:
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