SHOCKA: A Couple of Weekends Ago, major dad Exclaims “What a RACK!!” in PUBLIC

…and I didn’t schmack the crap out of him!

“ths?!?! You DIN?!?!?”

Oh, no, baby, ‘Cause he was right. On. We’d stumbled upon a timely bargain at the Commissary.

(Being the kinda folks we are, after savagely “FRENCHING” said bargain, then we outfit with the tin-foil protection shield.)

“Bellows that f’ard shot oven to FOURHUNNERT DEEgrees!!!”
“Aye, Captain!”

In the meantime…I had some LIGHT whole wheat kaisers left from World Famous Hamburger night, so I started to pulse those babies into bread crumbs, adding a couple cloves of garlic, along with fresh parsley, rosemary and thyme when the bread was about halfway to crumbland.

Into a bowl it all goes, along with a sprinkle of salt and no more than a tablespoon of dijon. Add olive oil slowly to moisten. (You want this stuff to stick together, but not glop.)

Lamb-y-kins is liberally salted, peppered and popped into an oven safe skillet on med high heat to brown off the fat.

Lurvely! Turn the heat off. Being VERY concious of the HOT sides of the skillet, get your constant read thermometer inserted, then press the breadcrumbs all over the browned surface of the rack. In he goes to the oven until you get an internal reading of about 125° for rare to medium rare.

While he’s roasting away, major dad made one of his World Famous Caesar salads, as well as a batch of his Soon To Be World Famous braised spinach. I contributed a prepared box of Near East Toasted Pine Nut CousCous, which blends BEAUTIFULLY with the spinach right before serving.
Whoa! Temperature alert’s beeping! Yank that sucker out and let him rest.

Open the bottle, get the plates, then feel free to carve away. (Gently, of course, so you don’t screw up your beauteous coating!)


7 Responses to “SHOCKA: A Couple of Weekends Ago, major dad Exclaims “What a RACK!!” in PUBLIC”

  1. Mr. Bingley says:

    Delishkeyous lookin!

  2. Kate P says:

    That looks fabulous! Yum!

  3. Teresa says:

    Oh my! That looks delicious… I’ll be right over for dinner. heh.

  4. Ebola says:

    God damn it, and I’m stuck eating overcooked chicken in the mess? Shit. Shit shit shit. I’ve now begun to hate the internet…and I’m hungry again. Meh.

  5. Donna D. says:

    THS, not a lamb lover at all, but I’m beginning to think I should give it a try – as long as you come up to Jersey and make it for me!

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  7. Mr. Bingley says:

    “…as long as you come up to Jersey…”


    Don’t hold your breath on that one; Sis has become Jerseyphobic.

    It’s so…hateful.

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