This is eaten with ppl about whom you care at a special occasion.
It doesn’t turn out well for the lamb, which is too bad because they are cute little curious fuzzy things-‘turns out, yummy cute little curious fuzzy things.
There may very well be a delightful conversation about the mint jelly-especially if the other amateur mint jelly philosopher is a little girl who just happened to be in or near the kitchen at the time of the creation of the green, seldom seen, jiggly stuff.
I’ll put lamb in the same experience category as ostrich and buffalo-and 7 am calisthenics. “Hello!”
~Adam Dec. 28, 2015