I don't care what you say.................it's an extraordinary mother who produces a son who knows his way around a rack of lamb....... or two. (Okay. Okay.................................with a little help from his wife.) All those years of dabbling in the culinary arts have finally paid off. Of course, he's no longer living at home so I have to get on an airplane in order to simply observe the slaving over the hot stove......or grill, in this case. Wisely, I offer no suggestions (not that I'm asked). I rest on my laurels of that Christmas Eve dinner I once concocted - a little something with caviar and a raw egg. Hmmm.......where did I put
that recipe?
I don't care what you say.................it's an extraordinary mother who produces a son who knows his way around a rack of lamb....... or two. (Okay. Okay.................................with a little help from his wife.) All those years of dabbling in the culinary arts have finally paid off. Of course, he's no longer living at home so I have to get on an airplane in order to simply observe the slaving over the hot stove......or grill, in this case. Wisely, I offer no suggestions (not that I'm asked). I rest on my laurels of that Christmas Eve dinner I once concocted - a little something with caviar and a raw egg. Hmmm.......where did I put that recipe? 
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