This is a picture of me [ on the left ] and my friend Michael on the right, when we were forced to eat liver and onions back in the day.
I can't stomach the stuff but have sold many an order in my food biz career. Chicken livers, too. How anyone can put put this in their tummy is beyond me.
My lovely wife, Kitty, loves this *@#$%! Darling, I love you but give me Park Ave., er, darling, I love you but how can you eat this *@#$%?
A brief respite from the rigors of the world, v.c.
3 comments:
The only thing worse than eating liver and onions was having to slice a couple of cases and placing it in brine then having to clean the slicer. Yuch! I can not even guess how many pounds or livers I sliced in my career. Rock on Luby's
Rockhead
C'mon, guys, lighten up. I relly like liver and onions, cholesterol bomb that it is. One of the small pleasures in life for me wa relieving the associate manager's vacation, which allowed me to work on Mondays. That was when we always served beef liver and onions. Rarely we might use it as a backup other days, but that was usually chicken livers.
Come to think of it, I like them, too. Gimme a couple of well-cooked chicken livers, some cream gravy and a biscuit and I'm a happy camper!
Cheers,
Hoots
I'm with Kitty and Hoots on this one. I like liver and onions AND chicken livers.
How about chicken gizzards?
Slippery
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