Growing up, lamb was something we ate two or three times a year at most. Christmas, Easter, and perhaps for a birthday or anniversary dinner were about the only times lamb made it onto the dinner table. Mostly it was because lamb was, and still is, expensive. It was also because my dad was really the only person who absolutely adored lamb. I typically refused on the grounds that lambs are cute, and my mom and sister would usually have a little bit but not nearly enough to justify the high cost.
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Wednesday, January 28, 2015
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