Another day, another bunch of mint

I have a friend; she is from the North of England. We go walking in the hills with our dogs pretty regularly and in the course of walking and talking we got around to mint.

I told you when I get stuck on these ingredients it’s all I talk about. But this friend is a good sport and was willing to share some of her memories of mint.

It seems her father was a bit of a cook. Maybe not the main cook in the household and maybe not what we might consider a gourmet today. But, evidently he made a heck of a mint sauce. He served it with lamb and it’s one of those wonderful memories from her childhood that we all have of our time growing up.

Well when someone says “North of England”, “lamb” and “mint”, all in the same sentence. My mind goes straight to mint jelly.