A few days ago, some of my beloved Facebook buddies were giving me a hard time about my post:
Elizabeth Webber Akre It just feels weird driving around with a rack of lamb just laying there in the passenger's seat.
I got questions like, "Raw or Cooked?", "Seat belt or Booster?" Then this:
Elizabeth Webber Akre Got the Neilio cooking lamb chops for me and the Vivver.
This prompted comments like: That's good because the thing has been in your car like 3 days in 70 degree weather. :) I love this one! Good one, Kat.
Neil wanted to experiment with some different marinades with the idea of serving lamb "lollipops" for the holidays. He's been mixing up all kinds of spice concoctions and cooking 2-3 rib "racklettes" over the last few days. Sunday, Viv got involved and helped with the next marinade invention, which of course means she was all about EATING the lamb chops. Remember, she's 4. I mean, 4 1/2. I'm so glad she wasn't here to hear that faux pas...I would have been sharply corrected.
The point of this story, you ask? That night, we said "What the hell, let's see what happens." So, we made her a plate of roasted potatoes, collards (her request; I know, right?) and lamb chops. The child ate 3 lamb chops. Left nothing but shiny bones behind! Yes, I'm very proud. I have my baby eating lamb before the age of five. I think that's quite an accomplishment, frankly. This is what I've been hoping for; to have an adventurous little eater who loves to cook. I think I'm on the right road.
|Showing off the carnage. Nothing but the bone left behind!|