It’s lamb season. Mom isn’t all too fond of lamb/mutton – she HATES the smell of the fat. She assured me she’d rather smell my poop (thehehee) than lamb fats. She says is sticks to her hands and she have to smell it for ages. She makes two exeptions, though. She loves proper sheperds pie (if you don’t use lamb it’s called cottage pie) and spicy lamb meatballs. Today she’s making sheperds pie. That’s not really what this post is about, though. They also had lamb hearts at the store and guess who she got them for?
Move it, hooman!
The tiny piece is for Virus and the big one for ME.
Nomnomnom… (Now doesn’t Virus have a great view.. hehe)
Now I hope you all are envious! The best part is she’s bought some more that are just waiting in the fridge.