Sunday, February 27, 2011
Our House - Sunday Lunch
Lunch today was French (actually it came from New Zealand!) roast leg of lamb which I cooked with rosemary and garlic.
Three quarters of the way through cooking my husband took the lamb out of the oven (he's helpful like that!!) so that I could put the potatoes around it, to roast.
As I was doing this, I saw my husband pricking (more like stabbing) the meat with a very sharp pointed knife.
Me in horror: What do you think you're doing to my lamb?
Husband calmly: This lets it breathe
Me: Breathe? It's DEAD!!!!!