Z is having a well deserved pamper night at one of her friends' house. This has given me carte blanche on what I'm eating this evening. When we first met, way back in September 1995, Z was vegetarian. Therefore my Z-not-at-home-meal was invariably steak and chips* just to redress the red meat balance. These days, with Z's return to an omnivorous state, I can have steak whenever I like, within reason.
I now favour lamb when Z isn't around, or when I can find it on a decent restaurant menu. This is because lamb is the last vestige of Z's vegetarianism, so we don't eat it that often. In fact this is the first time I've eaten lamb since starting Tonight's Menu.
I bought the Lambwors on a recent trip to Leeds Kirkgate Market. There is a cracking South African butcher on Butchers Row who I have bought boerewors from in the past. I'm always intrigued by their ever increasing range so when I saw that they had started making a lamb version I was in. Knowing that I'd be on eating them on my own I only bought a short length of sausage. I then froze and forgot about them until today.
Being home alone for the evening I have let my foodie** pretensions slip. There is something very satisfying about a huge pile of skinny chips, a large pile of dressed salad and some spicy meat. To make sure I wasn't being a complete slob I knocked up a yoghurt and harissa dressing which was cooling and hot at the same time.
*assuming I had some cash, more often than not it would have been a shonky pasta dish but would have been craving steak.
**I really do not like the term foodie. I prefer the term "passionate about food" or "always hungry"