We had many frozen lumps of lamb in our freezer, thanks to the demise of Woolly a few weeks ago. I started small, with a four-rib little roast. Oh...oh...oh. So then another, and another. But today, for some reason, I felt compelled to seek out a leg and try a leg of lamb roast.
One thing I forgot to do, in the heat of stuffing hunks of
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