Easter Sunday was spent with the in-laws of the Mrs who live in a tiny village south of Kalamata and naturally for lunch (for 16 of us) it was goat. With vegetables aplenty and an amazing lentil and feta salad it was a true feast. But at the centre of it all was goat.
So here is a before shot….all say aaaaaaagh.
Then some Albanians are called in to “do the deed” and the next step is…
Yes those are, if you look closely, its teeth.
And after it has been hacked into six or seven chunks it is ready to serve.
Having been kept moist throughout the roasting with the juice from lemons the size of croquet balls, it was fantastic.