Shanks

Went to the Bellowing Bull on Monday, in a place near Lismore. (Northern NSW geography still baffles me.)

Their specialty is the Veal Shank. The shank is a large cut of leg bone, with a huge chunk of meat weighted heavily on one end. It's like a drumstick, except it's about half a meter long. When you pick one up, you get a strong urge to say in a loud voice "OG EAT MEAT". It's that kind of meal.

I wimped out. I had the rib fillet, which was great as well. I got some salad out of the serving plates, but there was an earwig in there, so I didn't finish it.

"Do you think Wayne's going to eat the shanks?"

"I think the shanks are going to eat Wayne."