Nina wrote:Do you have leftovers, Patrick?
If so, can you drop them by?
How are you feeling, sir?
There
were leftovers, but my wife beat me home.
I sauteed the lamb with salt and black pepper in a cast iron skillet, then poured the grease off (into some dog bowls with some kibble in them. Tonight I have some VERY happy and fat dogs) and then tossed the lamb into a skillet where I had been frying garlic, onions, rosemary and some vegetables from the garden, then doused the whole ensemble with red wine. I let that cook down, then assembled the potato bit, and put into the oven until the cheese I had grated on top was toasted.
Not crap.
I finally started to feel better today. No coughing last night and tonight I seem to be in the clear, so I am mailing the cough syrup to Marsupialized.
I have been "working from home" this week because of office shuffles at my job, so I slept pretty late this morning. That extra three hours of sleep probably made more of a difference than the Z Pack and the steroids.
I played drums for two hours tonight and it was good. I feel like I am on the mend.
Redline wrote:Not Crap. The sound of death? The sound of FUN! ScrrreeEEEEEEE