Hello again Carnivores, and welcome to this week’s newsletter.

We hope you all had a fantastic Easter and ANZAC break.

Sorry this is so late but am still getting over the weekend!!!  Not a great time for the weather to break for all the Campers and Holiday makers, but hopefully our Farmer’s will be getting some much needed rain. Now that the winter pattern looks like setting in, and the BBQ’s will be covered and stored, it’s time to re-stock the fridges and freezers with our wonderful selection of different cuts of Lamb and Beef.

The recipe last week for Osso Bucco, got the mouths watering. If you have a favourite Winter Recipe, please send it in, so we can share it with all our friends on the 5 Star mailing list.

New to stock is our beautiful rolled roast beef, either seasoned or plain, we had a seasoned roast last night and nearly ate the whole bloody thing, they range from 1.5 – 2kg at $11.90/kg, I just chucked it in a oven bag and left it for a couple of hours and it was sensational!!!

To all of our Katanning customers, please make sure your order is in for our May trip. Just go to "Order Online" and follow the prompts or fax the order form to us.

Recipe of the Week Lazy Lasagne.This is the cheats way of making a yummy quick and easy Lasagne. Apart from the mince and the onions, everything else comes out of a tin or packet.

Trotty’s poem for this week might get a bit of discussion happening around the dinner table between husband and wife. Hope you get a giggle out of it.

IT DIDN’T HURT ME A BIT.

I don’t know what the fuss is, I’m really really puzzled
Sue told me not write this, and tried to have me muzzled
But on behalf of all us blokes, I did it anyway
I’m paying for it now though, she sure has got her way.

The miracle of childbirth, is such a wondrous thing
The most fantastic thing I’ve ever seen, enough to make you sing
Everything about it, the most amazing thing on Earth
But I reckon there are worse things, than the pain of childbirth.

Now ladies, don’t get shitty, and curse and yell and swear
You see I’ve got a theory that I’d really like to share
Of course it’s really painful, us blokes agree with that
So please read on and you will see, exactly where I’m at.

Most women who experience it, go back a second time
Or third or fourth or even fifth, and some to the sublime
In the Guinness Book of records, the most is forty five
From twenty two conceptions, and all were born alive

But she must have been half rabbit, and he a dirty rat
Cos that is just ridiculous, I’m sure you’ll agree with that
Still back she went, time and again, through all the painful stuff
And never once was heard to say, I think I’ve had enough.

Ask any bloke you’ve ever known, what causes the most pain
I’ll bet it’s a kick in the ballocks, and they never want it again.
They’ll never go back for seconds, once they’ve copped one in the nuts
It’s like your gonads are both on fire, and it spreads into your guts.

I don’t reckon that it’s ever been said, “Hey that was really great.
Can you please come back in 9 months time, and do it again please Mate?”
Or, “Jeez I had a great weekend, I spent it ‘round at Julie’s
The best bit though, was when she slipped, and whacked me in the Goolies.”

I can’t imagine any bloke wanting to cop it twice
Girls must have shorter memories, and go back for another slice.
Which when I come to think of it, I must thank my mother dear.
Cos if she had’ve stopped at one, then I wouldn’t even be here.

One time while playing footy, my shoulder dislocated
And off to the local hospital, an hour and half I waited
And when the doctor finally, yanked it back in place
I let out a scream that woke the dead, and everyone in the place

A nurse came running in to see, what all this was about
And I told her my shoulder popped back in, but just before was out
“I thought you guys were tougher,” she said with little mirth
“But you wouldn’t know pain is, unless you’ve given birth.

I just came from Maternity, and we don’t hear screams like yours.
You won’t hear any yelps like that, coming from those doors.
A lady just had a ten pounder, without any drugs for help.”
“Try putting the bastard back,” I said, “And see if she doesn’t yelp.”

So girls we do salute you, and reckon you’re just the tops.
But the answer is definite NO, is someone wants to swap
Cos while you are recovering, in a nice warm hospital bed
Us poor blokes have to go to the Pub, to wet the baby’s head.

Jeff Trott 27/04/11

Have a great week and don’t forget to pass this on to all your mates, Busso meat lovers come and see us at the markets on Sunday at Yoganup (jetty end) and try a Wagyu burger or sausage sizzle they make a great breaky!

Cheers Wayne and Jules.