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What (Not) to Eat

Tonight, my roommate Lynsey made shepherd's pie, and it was delicious. Much better than her marmalade curry with goat from last week.

In her defense, she followed a recipe from allrecipes.com that had good reviews...and substituted the goat for chicken. The goat was originally a mistake by another roommate, who had attempted to purchase lamb. Mistake number two was attempting to use said goat.

Neither marmalade curry nor goat are very tasty. Put them together...and it's only good for the garbage, I'm afraid.

Her shepherd's pie, however, are nearly as good as her enchiladas. Which are only topped by Dan's enchiladas.

His enchiladas are delicious, as are his stuffed mushrooms (if you go for that sort of thing), but don't let him put green food colouring in them, even if it is Christmas and he wants to be "festive." The result is confusing. It looks like icing, but it isn't!



(I feel compelled to end this post by saying that both Dan and Lynsey are ridiculously good cooks. No harm is intended by my lighthearted teasing...)

Comments

afro-chick said…
it looks like fungus errupted from the 'shroom. woot!
it looks...gross & appetizing all at once.
i kinda want to eat it.

have you ever eaten goat?
it's SO yummy!

your flatmates sure are nice for cooking (:
nadine said…
Your post may have convinced me to get a roommate. A roommate/chef. How amazing.

And I'd eat those mushrooms. I don't judge food by its color. (I once put food coloring on a pizza. Green seeping out from under the cheese is so much fun.)
Wendy said…
So, the goat was a no-go then. DAMN GOAT. Beth, you know that it tricked me. It was in the lamb freezer thing! THE LAMB FREEZER THING! Bravo to Lyns for trying to make it work. Did you order pizza instead?

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