During the last post I wrote about visiting friends of ours in their calving shed. It was my first visit, but not Jack's. The last time he was there he was presented with a delicious meal of lamb and beef ribs. He ate like he was at a Renaissance Fair, which grease running down his grinning cheeks. (Maybe I exaggerate. Maybe.)
A few delicious bites in, Jack looked over and said that if I were there I'd be insisting on vegetables.
Our friend jumped up and hopped to the kitchen. "You're right - I forgot to fry the sausage!"
Last I checked... yep, still true:
A few delicious bites in, Jack looked over and said that if I were there I'd be insisting on vegetables.
Our friend jumped up and hopped to the kitchen. "You're right - I forgot to fry the sausage!"
Last I checked... yep, still true:
1 comment:
so funny! that could easily have happened in the South too!
joan
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