Happy National Gyro Day!
I’m a day late on posting this – this holiday also fell on the day we celebrated a good friends 21st birthday… Drunk posting didn’t seem like a good idea…
But here it is! The first (mildly traumatic) celebration in honor of National Gyro Day!
I have a beef with gyros. Actually, I have a beef with cooking lamb. Just thinking about it instantly brings me back to being a child at the county fair, snuggling the baby animals and dreaming of owning a hobby farm. This is going to be a challenge…
I’m not technically a vegetarian, but I have frequently been called a “weird food person” – which I think means I have a lot of feelings about where my food comes from, how the animals were treated, and whether or not they were allowed to live long and happy lives.
Maybe the lamb I cooked had a rare but not contagious disease and wouldn’t have lived long anyway…. Maybe it was REALLY miserable… Maybe I’ll go cry some more…
Knowing that this celebration also fell on an extra busy day at our house – 2nd grade open house, a friends birthday celebration, working late at the Montessori School – it was important for me to find a recipe that I could put together quickly. This led me to the 20-minute gyro recipe from Little Spice Jar. I also liked the fact that it only called for a little bit of lamb… Cut with some beef that probably lived into old age on a beautiful farm… Right?!?
Here’s how it went down:
1/2 lb ground lamb
1/2 lb ground beef
1/4 tsp all spice
And a few tears went into a bowl.
At this point, the recipe called for “grated onions”. Have you ever tried to grate an onion?! Onions are a magical vegetable that contain mostly water. Pungent, stinging liquid that will fly up in your face when you try to grate it. Then, if you are me, you will cry more because now your eyes feel like burning. It was fun.
When I hit the next item: grated garlic, I thought “fuck it, no way. What crazy person is grating all of these things!!! Just mince them for Pete’s sake!”
So I did. I minced the crap out of the remaining onion and garlic. It was beautiful.
Me: Baby my phone is being weird, can I use yours to look up this recipe.
Ryan: No, you’re going to get lamb juice on it.
Me: I promise not to get any lamb juice on it. I just want to make sure I’m doing this right.
Ryan: You should have ordered take out….
Eventually he gave in, but even I was beginning to think this was a terrible idea. My eyes were burning, I was still crying, and still had to fry the patties!!!!
Somehow, I pulled it off and put together an almost presentable gyro dinner to mark the important occasion. I even made a tzatziki sauce to go with it – which was promptly declared “too dilly” by the ever picky spouse. As for dinner, the kids declared it one of the best I’ve ever made!
Don’t tell them the secret ingredient was tears and guilt..
*fun fact: though I cooked the lamb gyros… I also made myself a lamb-free falafel version… it was delicious.