I don't mean to brag, but before this photo could load onto Blogger I'd already eaten half the sandwich. I probably could've eaten the whole thing, but I said "whoa, buddy, calm your britches, because what're we gonna talk about if we're done?!" Trust me, as you'll find out in the upcoming weeks and months, there'll be plenty to talk about... but that's beside the point: this sandwich is good. Rather than type out the recipe (which I will do from time to time), let me just say that I googled "lamb and feta burgers" and the first link was to http://allrecipes.com//Recipe/greek-lamb-feta-burgers-with-cucumber-sauce/Detail.aspx and it's awesome. Don't get me wrong, I care about my cooking and I teach math, but I'm not the type of person to care about the difference between 3/4 teaspoons oregano and a whole. I may be young (and single, ladies), but I've got enough experience to know whether my dinner's going to taste like crap or not- except when using mushrooms, but that's for another day.
Point being, if you've got some ground lamb (I bought mine for $4.99/lb at a Kroger in the Dallas suburbs) and some feta cheese, then mash them together with some spices (the oregano is great, but I'm sure mint and any number of other spices would be nice too- if you try it with thyme let me know because I feel like it's either going to taste like Heaven or shit), salt, pepper, and pop'em on the grill (or your cast iron skillet as I had to do, damn apartment!) and let're rip. The tzatziki (or whatever this recipe makes) is great, but you don't need the vinegar (I used red wine vinegar- without measuring an exact amount and it's still awesome, but I don't see much of a difference).
Well, I'm done eating and I'm finishing my third beer, a delicious, though slighly syrupy, rye pale ale that I brewed a few weeks back and I think it's time to read (Freedom by Jonathan Franzen) before going to bed. In case you're wondering, I spend entirely too much time in my kitchen- be it cooking, baking, or brewing. It's not my job, but I'm beginning to think that it should be.
Anyway, welcome to my kitchen, my apartment, and my life.