Here it
comes again; more offal. We were planning a quiet evening when our
friend Robert called. Would we like to come to dinner? Well thank you
yes, but what's the occasion?
No, not the La
F?e de la Chandeleur that people over on eGullet are talking about. That
sounds interesting if you like crepes which I do, but I'd already
decided that I wasn't going to make them for our French friends tomorrow
for lunch. Try making decent crepes for 10 people AND still enjoying
lunch. No thank you. Wasn't going to make them tonight either.
Anyway, no no real occasion, says Robert, its just that I've slaughtered
a lamb that was being rejected by it's Mother and Jean & I are going to
cook the offal tonight. We'll have liver, kidneys and heart all served
with frites. Well who could resist an invitation like that? So we're off
shortly to the feast. Fortunately Linda had not actually seen this
particular lamb so she's Ok about eating it.
Suspect that we may also drink a glass of wine or two. We really should
in the spirit of the fete drink some cider, but much as I do like good
French cider it doesn't go all that well with lamb offal.
Think of us as you munch your pancakes and celebrate the official end of
the Christmas season.
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