I eat Lam(b)

I always had this thing against eating lamb. I felt it was a bit cannibalistic since I'm a Lam (no "b"). In fact, I wouldn't go into the wool store at the mall where all of the products were made from lambs because the thought of seeing my distant cousin hanging on a clothing rack made me shiver.

About a year ago, my mother-in-law wanted to make me a birthday dinner and had a nice lamb she wanted to cook. I wasn't enthusiastic about it but I wanted to be polite. My wife ended up telling her the reason why I was apprehensive about eating lamb. I wasn't sure if the look was of confusion or more of "why did you marry this guy".

So I ate the lamb. Everybody said it was delicious (cringe). Being that I never had lamb before, I wasn't sure what to expect. I excused myself from the table after the second bite, ran into the bathroom, and licked my arm to see if there was any resemblance in taste. I swear to you that it was so similar, I challenge you to lick my arm and compare.