Italian Dish
Perfect for Easter By Kori Ellis This Italian meal of grilled lamb chops rubbed with fresh herbs is ideal for Easter dinner. This recipe is from the Food Network's Giada De Laurentiis.
Ingredients:
2 large garlic cloves, crushed
1 tablespoon fresh rosemary leaves
1 teaspoon fresh thyme leaves
Pinch cayenne pepper
Coarse sea salt
2 tablespoons extra-virgin olive oil
6 lamb chops, about 3/4-inch thick
Directions:
In a food processor fitted with a metal blade add the garlic, rosemary, thyme, cayenne, and salt. Pulse until combined.
Pour in olive oil and pulse into a paste.
Rub the paste on both sides of the lamb chops and let them marinate for at least 1 hour in the refrigerator.
Remove from refrigerator and allow the chops to come to room temperature; it will take about 20 minutes.
Heat a grill pan over high heat until almost smoking, add the chops and sear for about 2 minutes.
Flip the chops over and cook for another 3 minutes for medium-rare and 3 1/2 minutes for medium.
Watch the video to see how to make these wonderful lamb chops.
They look really good, but I'm not a fan of lamb. Traditional Easter dinner for us is baked ham, au gratin potatoes, fresh asparagus, and some fabulous dessert, which varies from year-to-year. I use to make pineapple upside down cake until everyone said they love the aroma, but not the sweetness. It was just one of those things I'd always bake. Now, I tend to do something with fresh strawberries as they are really coming into season. I love this time of year!!inkylove:
Thanks, Clove, but no matter how lamb is prepared, I can't eat it. Has to do with my childhood. I've posted this before. We use to go to a goat farm to get goat's milk for my sisters. I was about 5 at the time and we would go every Sunday.
First, the smell of the farm made me ill. Second, there was a little lamb I named Blackie. It would come over to the fence and we would visit. One Sunday, Blackie was not in the pen. I ran to the house and asked the woman, "Where's Blackie?" And she said, with no hesitation, "Oh, Blackie is in the oven." The smell and thinking they killed him was too much for my small brain to take. To this day, I think of the little lamb.
That happened to me with a pig. My neighbors raised a pig for slaughter, there was a little knoll near his pen where I would sit and talk to him (I was a weird little kid), and one day I was sent to grandma's house because it was the day he was to become food, I was devastated. From that point on before I became friends with an animal, I would ask if this was a pet or an eating animal!
My Grandmother said they raised a pig when she was a kid and planned to eat it. The kids made him a pet and when her dad had him butchered they had to give it away because no one could eat it.
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