Last week at Camille's celebratory birthday dinner (Just prior to our Band of Brothers moment at the movies. Save yourselves!), Lydia, who is Swiss and pregnant and therefore can get away with doing weird things, ordered liver and onions. We all gave a collective "EWWWWWW".
And then some of us tried a piece.
I've had chopped liver before and I will say that it had the texture and taste of cat food. Okay, so I don't know what cat food tastes like but that's how I imagine it. It wasn't repulsive but I wouldn't sit down with a big bowl of it. So I was not afraid to try the real deal - more curious. Lydia cut me off a piece and piled the onions and bacon high and this time it tasted like cat food with onions and bacon. Only chewier.
And it reminded that the day before I had been strolling around downtown Upland and I went into an antique store and found an old cookbook:
Inside they had an entire section dedicated to cooking Good Meals out of organs.
I'm not sure which sounds more unappetizing: Tongue in Tomato Aspic or Veal Loaf
Weren't you devastated when you found out that sweetbreads aren't cinnamon rolls? In my younger days I would have thought that Scalloped Sweetbreads were sticky buns with fluted edges. Not what it really is - pancreas.
Raisin Stuffed Hearts just proves my theory that adding raisins to even the worst recipe makes it sound even more disgusting.