I suppose most of my potential readers have fled at the title.
But, c'mon - if we're going to kill for food (animals OR plants) we need to honor and not waste ANY of the food bits. And I have to admit that I don't hate liver. My husband hates liver - at least livers not from birds. Chicken livers he LOVES, when made into rumaki (wrap it in bacon, batter it, and deep fry it). My son hates liver.
But SOMEONE had to take the liver when a bunch of us split a steer, so I volunteered. Marta volunteered to take the heart. I think that folks with dogs took the other entrails.
So today I'm doing a Filipino dish of liver with tomatoes, onions, and red peppers. The veggies are from my garden. The liver is from a steer pasture raised.
My timer went off - time to eat!
Frondly, Fern
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ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteI either love liver or hate it, depending on who's cooking it and how overdone they cook it. Properly cooked (and not until it resembles shoe leather), it's a treat, and the way you describe it sounds wonderful!
ReplyDeleteOn the other hand, I'd have wrestled Marta for the heart, too.
Can you tell I grew up with parents who survided the depression and learned not to waste anything, and passed that lesson on to their kids? Heart and liver and kidney and tripe and other lights were all "treats" when I grew up. It's amazing what you can get kids to eat if you call it a treat!