As pretty much everyone knows, Charles is the cook in our house. So before he leaves on a business trip and I'm home alone he has to remind me to plan out my meals and do the grocery shopping while he is away. If he didn't remind me I would resort to calling Al's Pizza and ordering a large pizza and having a couple of slices for dinner each night.
This time Charles took pity on me and made up a vat of ratatouille and left me with 4 lamb rib chop pairs and a ton of green salad to see me through. He left me with instructions on how to cook the chops. I'm sure he thought I'd be fine.
Wrong. Last night I grilled up a pair of little lamb chops and they looked perfectly browned. The whole house smelled of lamb. My mouth was watering and the chops were obviously done so onto my plate they went and I sat down for dinner. After my first bite I realized that his instructions to "cook for 10 minutes on each side" were not a guesstimate. Oh well, raw lamb chop isn't as bad as it sounds.
Tonight was my second attempt. This time I made sure to give the lamb a lot of time per side. Did I time it? No. But I thought they looked done and they were certainly more done than ones I made last night so onto my plate this batch went. While these chops were better than yesterday's there is still room for improvement. Rare lamb chop isn't too bad.
Tomorrow is my third try. Fingers crossed I have the patience to make some perfect chops!