In love with lamb
Is it just me or has the whole world stepped up its game when it comes to what we eat? Dinner was very standard when I grew up and followed simple guidelines. Monday nights were sausages, potato & vegetables. Tuesday nights, chicken, potato & vegetables. Wednesday nights, chops (Could be lamb, could be pork, depending on how “ris-kay” Mum was feeling,) potato & yes you guessed it vegetables.
The rest of the week followed the same principle except for Fridays. we all loved Fridays, “Takeaways Night". Dessert was something we only got if we had friends or family visiting. Not to mention how breakfast stepped up from toast and spread or porridge to bacon & eggs on those same occasions. But now with the back drop of shows like Master Chef & My Kitchen rules, a greater awareness of what we should be eating and whole television channels dedicated to food, the domestic cook is now able to turn their kitchen into their very own 5 star restaurant. We are just so spoilt now with tastes, flavours and options.
I’m going to share with you today one of my favourite dishes at Alongside & 35 Degrees South. Two words people, “Lamb Ribs”. For those of you out there that know me, would know how I treat my body like a temple. I make sacrifices to it daily. Normally I spread the sacrificial love around not wanting to snub a certain type of meat for another. Living by the unshakeable principle that if you are a meat sitting portioned up at a restaurant or a super market your days are numbered, no use trying to hide. You have just booked a one way ticket to the temple of Ed.
Anyway back to Lamb Ribs, take a seat and let me paint you a picture. Lamb breast with ribs still attached placed in a casserole dish with white wine, peeled and then finely sliced garlic, rosemary and a dash of seasoning placed in an oven for around 2 hours. After cooking we are going to take that casserole dish and separate into individual ribs and then gently apply with a brush (as Michelangelo did when creating the Sistine chapel) some our very own home made BBQ sauce (a secret recipe but we will let you know there is a splash of beer in there just to get the party started). They then get roasted again for another half hour until the sauce is a rich brown in colour and sticky to the touch and the lamb just falls away from the bone.
Enough said I’m off to order some Ribs! Care to join me?