The lamb was great, though. Icelandic, free-range, hormine-free and antibiotic-free, browsed on pesticide-free wild herbs and berries and grasses rather than fed grain, untouched by human hands until the moment when WHEEE! BLOOD EVERYWHERE! BYE BYE LAMBIE! OK, sometimes the natural meat industry makes me laugh with its pastoral depictions of animal life. They might as well make their brochures with that musical greeting card chip in them, so they'd play "Peer Gynt" when you opened them.
ashbet's comment on the same post is well worth reading, as well.