(March 10, 2018 at 10:15 am)LadyForCamus Wrote: Peeps. Easter is all about the peeps, man.
Easter in my home has always been about the lamb. Not the Lamb of God. I mean Roast Leg of Lamb. I continue this family tradition I learned from my Grandmother. It is the only time of the year I fork out + $40 for a section of meat. Whole leg, shoulder portion. Roasted medium rare to medium. I use a paring knife and poke 1/4 inch holes all over the leg which I stuff with garlic clove sections and sprigs of rosemary. Coarse Salt and fresh cracked black pepper. A decent Cab or Pinot Noir. Peeps or Cadbury eggs do not compare.
God thinks it's fun to confuse primates. Larsen's God!
