photos of pot pie and freaked out cat

[imaginarycircus]

This is how Bertie felt about being in New Hampshire. Not, I am sure, because he has any particular objection to living free or else, but apparently because the view from the windows was wrong and he was forced to hide under the bedding during daylight or look totally freaked out when he was above covers.



I forgot to take photos of most of the food. It didn't help that I was too busy to bring my camera down to the kitchen/I forgot.

So once again I really only have photos of pot pies and randomness.

I turned the failed lamb legs into lamb stock. I boiled the leg remains, onions, sherry, parsley and thyme because that's what I had.

This is a photo of the skimmed stock that I turned into soup with leftover lamb pieces, rice, and peas:



RIVETING, I KNOW.

Here is a giant bowl of slice peppers:



Here are some of my helpers. They were awesome:



Pot pies before:



and after:



Chicken pot pie of doom:



Wooster cat thinking, "I will cut you, bitch."



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