Some would call it crispy fried pieces of lamb fat. South Africans know it as kaiings. I call it a heart attack on a plate, and it's delicious. Serve piping hot with lots of salt, a pinch of black pepper and a dash of Worcestershire sauce.
This morning's 8km run brings my tally for the year to 1,000km. Last time I made 1,000 was in 2011, so I'm well pleased. Now to don my stretchy trousers for Crimbo lunch.