7/31/11 - Yo ate some lamb

So what inspired me to start this blog you wonder? WELL THEN READ THE DAMN POST BEFORE THIS. Also, I got an iPhone (I know, I know, Mr. Cool over here). This means photographing my food is pretty easy and accessible. Alsoooooooo, my dad was making lamb tonight, and I knew it wouldn't be half baaaaaad (see what I did there?). Let us cover my first blogged meal:

About a month ago, my dad got this really boss grill, seen here:

This 6-burner beauty is pretty badass. My dad grills all the damn time now.

Here's how tonight's meal turned out:

Let us analyze my plate here.

1. We've got our tasty lamb, coming from the leg region. I'm a sucker for lamb. This was seasoned with rosemary and garlic. It was delicious but a little more well done than I would have liked. My dad made some excuse about something, but I wasn't listening because excuses are the bricks in the wall of failure. Not that this was in any means a failure. In fact, I give it a score of 4.3/5 Jeffs (Jeffs are the equivalent of stars)

2. Skrimp. Grilled skrimp. This was the alternative meat for the non-lamb eaters at the table, but you KNOW I was gettin some skrimp on my plate. Honestly, I didn't pay much attention to those mo-fos. But I think they were good, maybe a tad chewy. My dad is gonna hate this blog. For shits and giggles I'll give them a 3.9/5 Jeffs.

3. Grilled Potato. This was great. Lots of seasoning, with butter and sour cream provided. Skin was crispy. I had another half after I was through with this. 4.7/5 Jeffs.

4. Grilled Brussle sprouts. These things are fucking awful. Brussel sprouts come from Satan's grundle. I've always hated this fuckers but someone said "Try them grilled, you'll like them!" So I did, and they still sucked. I ate one and threw the rest back. -20/5 Jeffs. Burn in Hell.

5. Grilled asparagus. Notice a pattern? Everything's grilled! I used to hate these too, but I've seen the light. These were sweet and almost buttery. Could have been crispier. 4.2/5 Jeffs.

Well, there you have it. Overall, very good meal. Some things could have been cooked more, some could have been cooked less. Hopefully my dad doesn't kill me in my sleep. See you all for my next meal! (which by my calculations, should be in about an hour)

Meet the stars

Welcome to my new blog. It's about food. What kind of food? All kinds of food. I ain't no food racist.

First, let me introduce the stars of my blog. Now I'm not exactly wifed up, meaning there isn't a woman waiting on me hand and foot. Therefore, my meals are left in the all-too-capable hands of my roommates (AKA my parents).

This fine filly is my momma, Kerry. She has no formal training in food prep, but she gets the job done. 

Specialties: Crab cakes, chili, pulled pork, pork tenderloin, kabobs.

This burly man is my pops, Brian. He is trained in the culinary arts. He has worked in the restaurant/food industry as long as I can remember (except for that one stint as a janitor [just playin']). 

Specialties: steaks, lamb, grilled vegetables, oysters, shrimp, etc....

This bronzed fellow is my stepdad, Anthony. His kitchen skills were passed biologically in his Italian blood. So was his tan.

Specialties: anything Italian; meatballs, ziti, vodka sauce, chicken marsala, etc....

That does it for the stars of the show, though every once and a while we may get a special guest. I'll try to post as often as I can, but with my roughly 9 meals a day, keeping up with everything could get hard. OK, Onward!