Yesterday I beheaded a lamb, then proceeded to roast and eat the whole thing, with a little help from ‘the pub’. It is not often that we have organised get togethers here in Samodiva but to celebrate my survival of 3 years in the village without upsetting too many people I thought I would try.
The lamb was chosen from a field of 50, I say chosen, it was the slowest in trying to get away, we then slaughtered and butchered it between me and Ilyas (my knife wielding neighbour), which all in only took 20 mins. My knowledge of sheep anatomy is now quite good. There was not much left for the dogs to munch on. The intestines, stomach, liver, heart, and kidneys are all eaten – not my cup of tea, but each to there own. I then took ‘larry’ the lamb in to the local town of Djebel where he was placed in the bakeries oven and slow roasted until needed later. The slaughtering had to be done quite early in the morning as the temperature rockets to 35C by 10:00am.
A few invites were passed round the village, including two sheep farmers, you would have thought they would be sick of the sight of lamb, but seemed quite impressed with preparation none the less.
Between the 10 of us we managed to get through the whole lamb so I think I will be vegetarian for the next few days! Too much of a good thing. I didn’t mention much the 3-0 scoreline in Sofia on Friday, or the fact that Turkey only managed a draw at home to Kazakhstan!