Happy Easter / Ostara / spring renewal festival of choice! This year I decided to try my first-ever Sunday roast. Also decided to try lamb. Yeah I often unwittingly get myself into potentially disastrous situations. Fortunately there's this idiotic luck that runs on my Dad's side of the family and has had me charmed for quite a while now.
I made that. Me. No experience, no training, mostly-blind cooking (the boycreature's family usually does whole spitted lambs for Easter, so he came equipped with helpful knowledge of determining roasting time, otherwise we were both sorta kinda following two separate Greek-style recipes I found and hoping for the best)
It. Was. EXCELLENT. We were only able to finish one side of it; still plenty left for dinner (@w@)