Getting a little off topic here for a minute, but I have a humorous story involving liver.
The first time my parents served us liver (I was probably only six or seven at the time), none of us had ever seen or tasted liver before. My father looked us straight in the eye and said “it’s buffalo meat…eat it, it’s good”. This went on about once a week for a couple of months. Mind you, I really didn’t like it, but it was better than doing without (stepmom was big on “if you don’t eat this, you won’t eat for the rest of the night”). Fast forward a couple of months. We are all sitting at the table eating this stuff, when I pipe up “my teacher told me at school that buffaloes (sp?) are an endangered species” or something to that effect. My parents got real quiet for about a minute, then quietly admitted that it was actually liver. The collective gasp of shock from all four kids, followed by the mad dash to the bathroom to vomit, all of the kids punching and kicking each other out of the way to get there first, is a memory that is still vivid in my mind to this day.
Okay, back on topic. I hated all vegetables as a kid (what kid doesn’t?), but now I’ll eat most of them, except for okra, spinach or cabbage. I love broccoli, asparagus, brussel sprouts, peas, carrots, etc.
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- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807-1882)