There seemed to be a lot of local lamb at the market
today. I’m wondering if at the end of
summer the lambs are being harvested. I
bought an inexpensive cut of lamb leg steaks and some sweet green peppers. An easy dinner of curried lamb was on my
menu. Looking like a nice, elderly, bag
lady I buy at the local Pay n Pak and trundle my goodies home in a pull behind
wheeled bag. I always buy too much for
the bag and end up with the odd head of lettuce and mustard bottle peeking out
from between almost closed zippers.
Home at last and feeling a ‘bit peckish’ (local slang for
hungry) I quickly unload the newly purchased food onto the counter and start
the stove heating. Olive oil in the
bottom of the pan I brought the sliced onions and pepper and the minced garlic and ginger
to a sizzling, popping temperature, while I chopped the lamb into 1 inch
cubes. Tossing in the lamb bits, quickly
flipping the pieces about I covered the pan and scurried about the kitchen
searching for the chicken broth. Not finding it I went back to sprinkling about
2 tablespoons of hot curry powder on the lamb mixture, tossed it some more,
covered it and rushed off to find the chicken broth. Distracted by putting some of the tinned
goods in the cupboards I spent about 5 minutes abandoning the sizzling
lamb. Finally finding the chicken broth
I poured a cup onto the lamb causing an uproar of steam and popping liquid. I
quickly plopped on the cover and turned off the stove allowing the lamb stew to
simmer on the residual heat of the electric burner. Voila’ dinner was ready to
be accompanied by brown rice, broccoli and mango chutney when Phil returned home. 20 minutes before we ate I started the lamb
simmering and quickly steamed the broccoli. Accompanied
by a NZ red wine it was wonderful. The
extra broth I put in the left over rice to be eaten the next day with another
meat or fish as curried rice.
Now I understand why people take pictures of their food. Still feels a little bizarre though. |
Once we are settled in our new home I will prepare lamb broiled or BBQ'd. But my favorite is to simmer a shank, Spanish style, for a few hours in white wine with lots of garlic and cracked black pepper.
That looks fabulous and worth a try here as we often see NZ or Aussie lamb in the cooler.
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