From the Meadow
Like ancient herbs taking root in wild hillsides, this lamb shoulder grows tender through patience alone. Four hours is not waiting—it is allowing. The meat softens like petals opening to morning dew, while rosemary and garlic bloom through every fibre. Wine deepens to earth-red richness, vegetables surrender their essence, and what emerges is not just food, but a story of transformation. This is how wild things become gentle: through time, through warmth, through the slow unfolding of flavour.