This is my husband. Do you see the smile on his face? Well, I can’t take credit for that one. Jenny made a leg of lamb and he went into total Neanderthal mode. He picked that piece of meat up and gnawed on it like his life depended on it.
It gave me hope that this might mean that one day he’d stop eating ribs and wings with a knife and fork. I was so proud…
Wait a minute….
See that look? That look says, Why don’t you ever make leg of lamb, Tammy?! This shit is delicious!
Man, I really need to step up my game. Either that or just never let him go back to France again, but then that means I can’t go either… and I’ll be damned if I don’t love her cooking too.
I guess I have no choice, I’ve put it off as long as I could… it’s time for me to become the domestic goddess my man deserves!
Um, except for the kitty litter, he can still do that. Oh, and taking out the garbage. He may as well vacuum too, since he is the one who keeps wearing his shoes in the house. I have sensitive skin so he should probably also wash the dishes that can’t go in the dishwasher.
What?? I said he’d get the leg of lamb. Rome wasn’t built in a day, you know.
He looks like a very happy man indeed. I don’t blame him. I think I would be too.
Oh, it’s not just men; I love gnawing on a hunk of meat. That leg of lamb looks delicious!
Wings and ribs eaten with knife and fork? That’s just wrong!
This is exactly that, although I have never been able to name it exactly. You are right: men are total neanderthal when around meat, meat bones or BBQ. I live with a caveman,. Wow.
Haha! Great funny post! Completly settled in again, back to Rotterdam vibe? Stu and I just came back from a couple of weeks in Amsterdam. We’re not there yet… Have to get our Rotterdam vibe back.
Haha love this post..and photos! Lamb tastes sooo good. I’ve never made it myself but it’s on my list of things to make.