Seeing Sir C's mention of chopped liver reminded me that I cannot physically eat
liver. When I bite into it a nasty furry film forms on the roof of my mouth and an emetic reflex kicks in.
I believe if I were actually on the verge of real starvation I would not be able to chew and swallow liver without vomiting.
Am I alone in this affliction?
That's exactly it c, and the stuff at school had ghastly small 'tubes' of gristle
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Sir C
Without wishing to be indelicate or unpatriotic, h, would I be correct in assuming that what you call 'liver' is the English dish of slabs of lamb or, God help us, ox liver, fried to a uniform grey dryness, served with limp, water-filled 'bacon', Cadbury's Smash and Bisto?
Sometimes I don't really understand my homeland :-(
running through it :-(
Is there some other way of serving it and from what creature should one's liver come?
Farkin 'ell b .. you're both talkin 'all poncy now .. and how can I tell if the
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Burney
I like the fegato alla veneziana, but with a couple of twists. Like the crispy pancetta.
calf is dutch fer fuxake?