Circling the Groaning Board

We went to West Virginia to x-country ski ostensibly, but it was all a big sandwich boondoggle. Days of cooking – jumbo lump crabcakes, fat strip steaks grilled outdoors, leg of lamb seared in anchovy oil, black-eyed peas with sweet peppers and onion, clove-laced Christmas ham, bbq’d chicken legs – all culminating in a
Wichapalooza, a blinding smorgieboard of fixin’s that had us circling the table, once, twice, three times. Duck, duck, duck, GOOSE!

Ireland has doors.

We had sandwiches.




Crab cake sandwich, steak salad side
Leg of lamb sandwich, and a chicken thigh
Turf and surf
Turf and turf
Lamb on ciabatta, smoked trout spread
Cheddar and ham, onion, bread
Turf and surf
Guerns(ey) and turf
Olives, cheese, cast iron skillet
Spatula, low heat. Butter and grill it.

Lick your lips and head out for a little “x-country play.”