Burnt offerings

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Rare steak a treat,

Cooked to perfection. 

Sushimi, oysters, give me more...

But it's burnt offerings I really adore. 

Lamb medium rare, can't give that a plug.

Cutlets cooked low and slow on the barbie until the fat renders in, and permeates the meat. 

They think it a sin.

Double cooked duck in a hot oven until the meats well done.

Make the bones into a stock for yet another run.

Use the fat for roast potatoes, that's another night...

The joy's of the Lord,  clean, out of sight. 

 

  • Author: Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 30th, 2023 04:14
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • orchidee

    Good write 2.
    Can I call you 7, 8, or 1? heehee.

    • 2781

      Anything but late for dinner!
      I am a little slow...very clever though
      Not sure how I would be if I ever made it to one hundred and three..plus two...is that really you?



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