Quote Originally Posted by Herbert Augustus Chapman View Post
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?
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