Rob and Shmeken; If it weren't for the fact that I've had truly great Prime Rib in my home, and the fact that my beliefs say that you aren't supposed to be envious, or covetous of your neighbor's goods, I'd be real envious right now. The only thing that helps me out is that my youngest sister made the best roasted turkey of her life yesterday, and it went very well with all of deserts we made.
But a 14 lb. prime rib, aged 21-some days, you're pushing the limits of my "don't be envious" abilities there.
If you somehow ruin that roast, I, and a host of others meat lovers from D.C. will surely rain from the sky and proceed to give you such a tongue lashing as a man hasn't received since a guy, who once lived in a beautiful garden, was kicked out by the owner, and his wife layed into him for the next several hundred years (think biblical garden). Oops, I didn't say that.
In all seriousness, you'd better enjoy that roast.
Seeeeeeya; Goodweed of the North