I was rummaging through an old recipe box and found this handwritten recipe I used to prepare when I was about 12 years old! Note: I updated the recipe slightly by omitting thyme and using fresh garlic, not powdered. Mom and I would devour our chops, while Dear Old Dad would hide in the living room plugging his nose. (Dad hated lamb, which he disparagingly referred to as "mutton" regardless of its age.) Another happy childhood story brought to you from me. ;)