It was one of those days. I was hungry, but not sure what I wanted. Just like a kid, I opened the refrigerator and stared. I had nothing. Oh, there was plenty in the fridge, but nothing jumped out and said “Eat me, I’ll do a bang-up-job with your hunger game!” Continue reading
Month: January 2018
journal of the leftover lamb
Lamb was on the menu for our Christmas dinner, and as my life seems to go, plans changed. We ended up feasting on pork enchiladas with red chile.
Let me just say, it was mighty fine. However, I still had a four and a half pound boneless leg of lamb sitting in the refrigerator that I was antsy to fix and devour. Continue reading
thyme, and everything else 