'Twas the night before Friday
and all through the house
fragrant air was swirling
giving Longwind culinary clout
The charcoal was laid
in the Webber with care
In hopes that soon
ham and lamb would be seard
The hashbrowns were cooking
in cast iron on the stove
Asparagus was steaming
DW was holding her nose
Summer squash completed
this very tasty meal
that DW and I
would soon eat with zeal
The lamb was divine
and seasoned just right
with thyme, salt and pepper
and vacuum packed last night
The ham was so tender
and tasty when grilled
And all came fresh
from the vendors at the Farmer's market
and was cooked with great skill
The hashbrowns were finished
on the grill over coals
while the ham and the lamb
made such flavorful smoke.
The food was all plated
I could hardly wait to eat
the blessing was said
then, my teeth sank into that lamb meat.
Seriously, I seasoned the lamb steaks early this morning, before going to work, with thyme, salt, granulated garlic, and pepper, nothing fancy. I put them into a plastic zipper bag and stuck them back into the fridge. The asparagus was fresh from the garden, and the hashbrowns were cooked on one side only, then flipped, and finished on the covered grill while the meat cooked for 4 minutes per side. One thing not included in the poem was a freshly made Mornay Sauce to dress the asparagus with. Yeh, you can drool. It was really good. This meal will go into the new cookbook I'm writing. Here's pictures.
Seeeeeeya; Chief Longwind of the North