My brother and nephew came for dinner the other night. My brother called earlier in the day to ask what I was making for dinner and what wine he should bring. I said, "I'm going to spit roasting something." I heard my nephew ask my brother what I was making.... My brother relayed the message. "Oh, yuck!!" I heard my nephew yell. "Auntie Jo is going to spit something gross!" I think this is how rumors start. Needless to say, I spit roasted lamb and it was delicious.