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Okay, this is one food that I simply refuse to eat. I find the look and smell of it alone vile.
Probably dates back to when I was a young child. Maybe 10 or 11. My mother made lamb chops for the family and would not let me leave the table til I ate them. I sat there for hours and hours. I finally offered to take out the garbage. She fell for it. In the trash went those suckers.
I had a friend over for the weekend, and funny enough I repeated this incident to her as she first told me her story like that. I think her "lamb" was broccoli, although she eats broccoli now (she's just lost 80 lbs yay!). It's odd, because my mother was never "that way" with anything else, at least that I can recall - except for that one time - with those darn lamb chops.

I absolutely love lamb, but I hate myself for loving it because my sister has two sheep Fred and Ethel and I always think of them when I eat it.
I love to knit and I go every year to the annual sheep and wool show in Rhinebeck N.Y. where they serve the most awesome lamb ever. I always thought it a bit weird that they would be serving lamb at the sheep and wool show, but it is delicious. 

lamb, too. Although I have to admit there is nothing more obnoxious than lamb fat left congealing in the pan. The leg is probably one of the leaner cuts. Can't imagine it smothered in mint jelly, though. I do the "slivers of garlic forced into slits all over the leg before roasting" thing. Of course, if you can manage the calories, it's marvellous served with a garlic/oil based (Ailioli) sauce.
