On Sun, 3 Apr 2016 18:43:08 -0400, Dave Smith
> wrote:

>There is a reason I don't like to be in the kitchen with my wife. It is
>more than just getting in each other's way. When I got back from the
>gym today she was preparing veggies and stuff for the lamb shanks. She
>had tied up the herbs in cheese cloth to do the bouquet garnis.
>
>I took over, browned the shanks, sauteed the veggies, added the broth
>and the appropriate amount of Guiness and then stuck it in the oven.
>She was going to do the rest but had trouble. She wanted to strain the
>braising liquid before reducing it and hoped to pour off the fat, so she
>needed help. Nuts to that. I got out the hand blender and whizzed it. I
>got it to a nice consistency in a few seconds. Then she asked if I had
>taken out the bouquet garnis. Oh crap. I figured it would be pretty
>well chewed up and running it through a sieve would take care of bigger
>bits of the gauze.
>
>I poured it into a sieve and drained it back into the pot. I looked and
>I looked and could not see a trace of the gauze. Turns out.... the
>little gauze bag was sitting in a bowl with the shanks.
>
>So... I am back out here enjoying a cocktail and will stay out of the
>kitchen.

As a certain somebody would say, hee hee