This week, I succumbed to the advice of the great philosopher, Kenny Rogers...
"You've got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'emKnow when to walk away, know when to run."
I first studied at the school of Rogeronian philosophy as a young child - a very young child.
Back in the days of cassette tapes, my sister had copied a series of Kenny Rogers & Roger Whittaker songs onto a tape for my father. I remember that white cassette tape - I also remember spending many hours listening to that tape sitting in the back seat of whatever car my father drove at the time.
By the age of seven, I could quote the words to The Gambler by heart - 30 years later I can still pretty much sing along to it word for word. I am not sure I should be admitting that...
Anyhoo - there is a point lurking around here somewhere.
Ah, yes - knowing when to fold 'em.
Problem - no one in the house likes lamb. I tried, I really tried to make them love it. For Easter, I cooked up a beautiful hunk of lamb in an herb crust. It just wasn't meant to be.
So, I embraced the wisdom espoused by Rogeronian philosophy and walked away from the lamb and straight toward a shoulder of beef. I am sure Kenny would have approved.
However, I am also a very practical person and totally not willing to take out a 2nd mortgage on a chunk of meat that no one would eat. The beef won.
At this point, it was "in for a penny - in for a pound", so I left out the curry and used a mixture of coriander, cardamom and cayenne for the seasonings (this was mostly to avoid the cumin in the curry powder). And the potatoes were traded out for carrots & parsnips. And I threw in some baby peas for the "green factor" (they looked pretty - it was purely a superficial decision).
At the end of the day, all worked out well. Even The Dude of "no stew" fame declared it to be good - with the caveat that I couldn't tell his mother that he ate stew and liked it. (I am thinking some serious back-tracking would have to occur if word got out).
Now that I have chronicled this journey, I can stop looking around the corner waiting for the "rules police" to come get me. It's not easy being paranoid...
To everyone celebrating Thanksgiving next week - have a wonderful holiday!