But why is it not dinner yet?
Every year, Alyss, Merewyn, Dragon and I get together on Boxing Day to watch movies, trade presents, drink mimosas, eat lamb, and celebrate surviving another holiday season. This year, there was more lamb left than usual (usually, they sell me about a 4 lb leg of lamb; this year, the smallest they had was just shy of 6) and so I have a lamb bone with a lot of lamb left on it. It went into the freezer, while I recovered from holiday food.
Now it's in the crockpot with carrots, celery, onion, diced tomatoes, beef broth, some red wine, various spices, and a small ton of mushrooms. It won't be dinner for at least another two hours, the barley doesn't go in for at least one more hour, but damn, that smells good. How's a woman supposed to concentrate?!?
Off to work some calories off before dinner. And maybe write.
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Now it's in the crockpot with carrots, celery, onion, diced tomatoes, beef broth, some red wine, various spices, and a small ton of mushrooms. It won't be dinner for at least another two hours, the barley doesn't go in for at least one more hour, but damn, that smells good. How's a woman supposed to concentrate?!?
Off to work some calories off before dinner. And maybe write.
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