Hard boiled eggs and liverwurst. My husband and daughter hate the smell of both. Greenish bananas are also hated here but I love them.
Nothing. I am relieved not to have to eat, or even think about it.
Liver here, too.
But liver, onion and tomato on toast. Or liver with stir-fried veg and cous-cous.
School holidays are just finishing and the kid’s come home, so it will be December before I can have liver again.
Sigh.
Liver with a side of lima beans and baked cauliflower. Husband and kids hate all of them!
Ditto. Except the wife is speaking here …
MADE FROM SCRATCH. In a red Whirly-Pop crank stove-top gizmo.
Make sure it’s REAL BUTTER.
ADD lots of SALT.
I’m done in for the rest of the night 
Liver and black pudding. Maybe together, maybe apart.
I don’t hate it, but I don’t like any kind of pasta really. Pasta is slimy and tasteless until you put sauce on it. I don’t like red sauce, and white sauce is full of dairy products.
I also don’t like ice cream, although in my maturity I have come to appreciate other dairy products like butter and cheese, which I could not stand as a kid. But not on pasta.