Our sons, if you can really call them that, well, our twin boys is more like it these days. They came home after their first semester of college and had some news. They turned vegan. Said “these big farms, they are destroying the earth.” That’s not how we raised these boys, but we try to keep an open mind. They picked this recipe out for us to cook together. It was great getting back into the kitchen again. Cody flicking warm oil on Brody, Brody howling like a coyote when the veggies hit the fryer. The boys really seemed to enjoy these when all was said and done, but I just couldn’t see why we couldn’t spoon a healthy helping of butter onto them!!

Let me start by saying I had to TRIPLE this recipe. Now why would anyone need 15 pounds of leg of lamb? Well, every year our town holds a raffle. The lucky winner, yours truly, is given the honor of feeding the entire high school boys’ cross country team on the eve of their first practice of the new year. THESE. BOYS. CAN. EAT. But you already knew that. So, why not spoil these heroes of the track with the tastiest richest meat one can slow roast with potatoes AND carrots AND brussel sprouts, because these boys need a hearty helping of veggies to stay spry for the following morning. I assure you, every nook and cranny on these hunks of sacrificial flesh was STUFFED to the brim practically pulsing hunks of garlic and whole sprigs of rosemary. I don’t envy the boy at the end of the pack, because surely this group was sweating out some spicy smells over all those miles.

There’s no way to mess this up, but there is a way to make it in just under two minutes, and you could apply this to any egg scramble. The answer to the morning rush was introduced to consumers in 1967. What might that be you ask? Well, my family calls it by a divine name, but you may know it as the countertop microwave. Pre-mixed eggs, ready for scrambling (restaurant style), the grainy style chorizo, and a single ceramic mug are all it takes to whip up this delicious meal in 2 minutes flat. Fully cooked and ready to get you get your stomach churning. I’d recommend a mug with a handle for ease of...well...handling. You can even take it directly to the car for a meal on the go! Trust me when I say that the taste is not compromised, so long as you grease up the mug with a healthy dose of salted Kerrygold pure Irish butter. Imagine the sort of country we could have if the knuckleheads in charge worked with this kind of efficiency!