What do you mean you don't eat no meat? That's okay, I make lamb!

Growing up I always told everyone I was Greek.  I was Greek and nothing else.  I know that I am a little Irish, I think that there is also a little English in me as well, but I never told anyone.  It was like telling people that I was Greek was like telling the world, "I am part of the royal family!"  (we won't get into my obsession with the royal the family, we can save that for another day)  But no really, I'm not joking when I say I truly thought it was the coolest thing ever because I am about 1/8 Greek.  This all holds true until I met George.

I met George at a Greek Restaurant for "Greek Night."  So the first thing we start chatting about is the fact that oh my god I'm Greek and he is Greek and this is just a match made in Athens!  Well cut to a few months later and George brings me home to meet his mother and father.  His parents that he has been talking to in Greek who live in Greece!  (i think my little white lie about my greekness is about to kick me in my irish butt) I realize that I am really not that Greek  and I have been not only lying to every Nick, Peter, and Kosta that  I came across but also George!  Shoot!

Well like any good Greek household the smell of lamb is the most fantastic smells ever.  The smells of lemon and garlic cooking in the oven takes over the house for hours. I dream of it.  Though I have never made this amazing piece of meat.  The only meat I cook is the pepperoni on the pizza of weight watchers meals.  But its a new year.  Its a new me and while at Hannafords the other day I picked up a package of lamb.  I was going to cook it.  I had no idea how but I could so do this.  I have seen George's mother prepare this dish several times.  How on earth could I mess this up.  This is all I keep telling George.  Have you ever looked a Greek man in the eyes and said this?  Its not good!  But he had faith in me.  I put on my apron and went in full force!

Not really knowing where to start I open up a freezer bag and add the lamb, the juice of 2 lemons, an obscene amount of garlic, salt, pepper, oregano, and greek olive oil.   And then since I don't have a frying pan I walk downstairs and borrow one from my mother in law - Dena if you are reading this, THANKS your pots and pans have been my to my savior!  Turns out it came out great! A little well done but I was to afraid of not cooking it enough that I over cooked it.  But all in all my Greek loved it!

xoxo
Jamie