I was approaching a friend’s house – in a city neighborhood, I might add – when I spotted this duck in someone’s front yard. A duck? Yes, a duck.
It made me start singing the theme song from “Lord Love a Duck” and then led me to thinking about what a whack-job movie that is. If you’ve never seen it, maybe don’t. Or do. I don’t know. I’m not the boss of you.
Back to the duck… The little guy just sat there on the grass, and he quacked a bit as I walked away. And that was it.
Except for the irrepressible craving I now have for crispy duck. It takes hours to prepare and it’s bo-licious.
Maybe duck should be my first back-to-recipe-posting post. Quack if you’re down!