I forgot to tell you what I did with the rest of the Roast Duck.
First let me tell you that mon mari est très heureux.
The sheet rock is up, the insulation is up, it’s staying warm…..
And he gets to start the part he likes best: finishing.
Last week he bought a trailer-load of ceiling boards.
Naturally, on … Continue reading.....
Step aside, Emeril.
Pork fat does not rule. Duck fat rules.
It also oozes and drips and runs; gets all over just about everything and causes copious amounts of drooling from the girls dogs.
But it’s what’s under all the luscious duck fat that gets my little heart pumping.
Isn’t it strange? Of all the canned foods that I … Continue reading.....