9/1/2019 0 Comments this lamb recipeSo we had a roast lamb in the fridge. We were meant to eat it at Guitarman's Mums house where I would cook dinner, but to cut a boring story short we didn't stay that long, and we left it at home. I like how Guitarman turns into a 15-year-old at his Mum's. (Is there enough hyphen's in there. I am sure there is some rule about that. Guitarman pointed out there is a rule about apostrophes so I'm gonna leave that in to piss him off). We did have a delicious dinner with his Dad which I might review later. His Mum had a brazillion lemons on her tree so I took heaps home.
Anyway when we got home I couldn't be fucked cooking lamb and then I realised it had been in there for a while so I better do something with it, and I had a massive shopping bag full of lemons quietly rotting in the heat. So I made this recipe : lamb kleftiko which I could just write up but that would be stealing. The only difference I did was to roast the potatoes separately in oil butter and rosemary. They were super crispy but the lamb had heaps of water around it, so I wouldn't add so much as the lady says. Oooh lady! Guitarman said it was the best lamb he had ever tasted, I served it with a greek salad and homemade (shit) garlic bread too. That's her photo but mine came out like that. You have to start it way early because it takes 4 hours to cook. In the photo she has real oregano across it. You don't even use that, just the dried stuff which is on special at the four-square this week. Despite being the best lamb ever it was the worst dinner ever. We ate it on the deck and everyone was miserable as fuck. And it ended up in a massive argument, after we had eaten in near silence (so at least we got to finish the lamb. before the shouting started) .If you live near us you would have heard some good shit going down. Make this recipe. I recommend it heaps. Especially if you have a massive bag of lemons. And an almost on the turn Lamb roast. Never ever ever eat lamb on the deck. Because it will end terribly. Most of the dishes stayed out on the table all night too, because we were so focused on our fight. Maybe it's because the dog and chicken eat out there, and their misery* and animal-ness affected us. Tonight we ate at the table and we were so civilised. For us. *I'm not sure of their misery levels, but that chicken is fucking picky. And the dog will eat any old shit she leaves behind. Literally. This photo is on another post so I've linked to it so you can go backwards and forwards in a complete mindfuck.
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