{"id":12664,"date":"2017-04-30T04:56:51","date_gmt":"2017-04-30T04:56:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/food.hoggardwagner.org\/?p=12664"},"modified":"2017-04-30T04:56:51","modified_gmt":"2017-04-30T04:56:51","slug":"lamb-chops-rosemary-tomato-sauteed-radish-3-greens","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/food.hoggardwagner.org\/?p=12664","title":{"rendered":"lamb chops, rosemary; tomato, saut\u00e9ed radish; 3 greens"},"content":{"rendered":"

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It was another celebratory\u00a0dinner. \u00a0This one was the 26th anniversary of\u00a0the evening Barry and I first\u00a0met.<\/p>\n

On the night in 1991 night celebrated this past Thursday (April 27), we had each been to different concerts with different good friends. These two had earlier agreed, each separately, with a second friend,\u00a0to gather afterward at a relatively discrete (no windows, pub-ish)\u00a0Chelsea queer watering hole,\u00a0The Break. Somehow within this mathematical puzzle of 6 individuals, Barry and I were introduced to each other, as it were, through 2 degrees of separation.<\/p>\n

I don’t remember anything else about that evening,\u00a0other than that I was beguiled, and that we exchanged phone numbers.<\/p>\n

We had tickets for a concert again on the night of this anniversary, but late in the afternoon we decided to enjoy a good meal at home instead. I defrosted some little lamb chops that I had brought home from the Greenmarket the week before. I may have gone slightly\u00a0overboard on\u00a0the number of vegetables with which I chose to\u00a0accompany them, but they were a diverse lot.<\/p>\n

Those sides\u00a0included radishes,<\/p>\n

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whose\u00a0greens were cooked separately, with equal amounts of upland cress,<\/p>\n

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and one small white-going-on-magenta head of cabbage.<\/p>\n

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