We recently got our lamb and beef “shares” from our CSA/Shared Harvest. The other day I mentioned the lamb burger my middle son initially whined about. Today we had shoulder lamb chops. My husband had made a marinade last night for them— olive oil, rosemary (from a friend’s garden), garlic, salt and pepper. Simple, but oh such a wonderful combination of flavors that complement the lamb so well. He grilled them over whole wood charcoal and served them with couscous and haricot verte (thin green beans).
My middle son had said earlier that evening, after asking what was for dinner, that he didn’t like lamb because it was chewy, but I reminded him of the burgers and he instead helped my husband grill the meat and was very keen to try it. My eldest also helped in the preparation of the dinner, plus he’s usually very good with most foods. But the most surprising thing around dinner tonight was my youngest. Not only was he wanting the lamb, he wanted my lamb.
If you notice the kids usually have colored plates (blue, green) and adults have white, but tonight my son wanted the bigger piece of lamb. (Last night it was the plate with the largest portion of green beans.)
One that hadn’t yet been cut. So, I took what was meant to be his plate. He was just so eager to eat the grilled chop that he didn’t want an already cut-up piece, he wanted the Fred Flinstone portion. Which also meant he had more couscous, which my eldest kept trying to steal. 
It was so funny and also so nice that they all loved everything on their plates with no whining in earshot!
