Growing up with my part-Pom dad, a week did not go by without a lamb roast on a Sunday night. And my mum made a wicked lamb roast.
The meat was burnished on the outside and tender and delicious inside. We all fought for the shank and burnt bits on the outside of the leg yes it was always a leg!

There was also, without fail, mint sauce! The old-school McCormick’s mint sauce in the little fat-bellied glass bottle with the green lid! That shit has not changed since I was a kid and I bet it hasn’t changed since he was a kid!
While you will always find a bottle of that in my pantry, we prefer a fresher version, and since my herb planter box is overrun with mint, there is never a quick cheat’s mint sauce far away.

Your lamb chops or lamb roast will never be the same again!

I get what you’re saying, and yeah, those cases where people meet as adults can explain why the attraction happens.…