tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post2574901017469906273..comments2024-03-28T19:58:04.966-04:00Comments on Cup on the Bus: Another decade may have passed…Joanne Noragonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09834682329952369721noreply@blogger.comBlogger35125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-37606483399585645542016-05-01T15:21:58.605-04:002016-05-01T15:21:58.605-04:00Sorry I missed this one❣I really mean it. I love l...Sorry I missed this one❣I really mean it. I love liver and onions and mashed potatoes❣Wonder if Hazel ever fried bacon with her onions. That makes it really yummy. Lindahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07418803664950404235noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-56879151075444546532016-04-09T00:44:49.193-04:002016-04-09T00:44:49.193-04:00I'm not a liver lover. But then, the older I g...I'm not a liver lover. But then, the older I get, the harder I find it to even buy meat at the grocery store. My conscience struggles.jenny_ohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15475480579733466963noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-39386218087791930622016-04-08T18:14:01.032-04:002016-04-08T18:14:01.032-04:00As a kid my favorite meal was every Wednesday nigh...As a kid my favorite meal was every Wednesday night... my Dad fixed liver and onions, boiled potatoes (with the jackets on) and cooked spinach (which I always doused with a dollop of vinegar)... Not a meal most kids would admit to even thinking about liking ;-)The Odd Essayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17168404014947652773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-3387096685767800442016-04-08T18:13:52.038-04:002016-04-08T18:13:52.038-04:00As a kid my favorite meal was every Wednesday nigh...As a kid my favorite meal was every Wednesday night... my Dad fixed liver and onions, boiled potatoes (with the jackets on) and cooked spinach (which I always doused with a dollop of vinegar)... Not a meal most kids would admit to even thinking about liking ;-)The Odd Essayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17168404014947652773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-43356717004474361282016-04-08T15:22:50.060-04:002016-04-08T15:22:50.060-04:00I grew up with German best friends. The sisters a...I grew up with German best friends. The sisters all get together once a year and make huge batches of scrapple for the whole family. I won't eat it.Janicehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00972802534870692152noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-20533096640024518752016-04-08T14:05:39.428-04:002016-04-08T14:05:39.428-04:00My mum used to cook calves liver or pigs liver a l...My mum used to cook calves liver or pigs liver a lot when I was a child - with onions, mashed potatoes and lovely gravy - sometimes field mushrooms with it too.<br />I haven't had it for years. I think you can still buy it here at the butchers but I really couldn't bear to cook it now let alone eat it. Not sure why.The Weaver of Grasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13947971556343746883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-59042464088703491072016-04-08T10:57:49.862-04:002016-04-08T10:57:49.862-04:00I barely eat meat; the smell puts me off these day...I barely eat meat; the smell puts me off these days. But one look at those huge, Texas Vandalia onions and the thought of them was so charming, and the liver just followed right along. Joanne Noragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16601010208310707750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-60205052556431390802016-04-08T10:54:38.112-04:002016-04-08T10:54:38.112-04:00When I was very small and went to visit my Grandmo...When I was very small and went to visit my Grandmother in Cleveland, we rode the trolley downtown and ate lunch at the Chinese restaurant under the Palace Theater, I always had chicken liver chow mien. I have no idea what she had.Joanne Noragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16601010208310707750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-2538456958427055712016-04-08T10:06:33.528-04:002016-04-08T10:06:33.528-04:00I'm like Ellen above, my husband loves liver, ...I'm like Ellen above, my husband loves liver, but I hate it, can't stand the sight or smell of it.Mac n' Janethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05732924562630675589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-74633948627898770442016-04-08T09:57:58.008-04:002016-04-08T09:57:58.008-04:00my husband likes liver. when the kids were young ...my husband likes liver. when the kids were young and in school and had loads of homework we would often eat at the cafeteria for dinner and he would get the liver. and he will still buy liverwurst on occasion at the grocery store. me? won't eat it. it was never served in our house growing up and I have no idea why I have an aversion to it. ellen abbotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00535475792150335186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-10893384931331450802016-04-08T09:56:40.979-04:002016-04-08T09:56:40.979-04:00Oh Jo, just the smell makes me gag. I have to coo...Oh Jo, just the smell makes me gag. I have to cook chicken livers every few days for my diabetic weenie's dog food and the whole house stinks. I think it is a receptor on the taste buds or something. Like that green herb, I can't think of the name right now, you either love it or hate it. I can taste the tiniest bit of liver in giblet gravy. It tastes kind of like dirt to me. But it is healthy, I'm sure. If I could just hide my eyes and clothes pin my nose.donna bakerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13507579686738843451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-52687930828675212522016-04-08T09:52:36.857-04:002016-04-08T09:52:36.857-04:00It's not as bad as it sounds.It's not as bad as it sounds.Joanne Noragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16601010208310707750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-15223319920162914322016-04-08T09:29:59.223-04:002016-04-08T09:29:59.223-04:00Liver! Yes!
There was a liver based breakfast sau...Liver! Yes! <br />There was a liver based breakfast sausage on sale when I was a child - bliss! Then liver and onions, liver and bacon casserole...pig's fry - with the fraize - and now I cut the liver in strips, soak it in vinegar, chili and parsley then dip it in flour and fry it briefly....and make a sausage with a high liver content...pate of all sorts....no end to the delights of liver.the fly in the webhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04563871975125538755noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-73933311513568342552016-04-08T09:07:34.689-04:002016-04-08T09:07:34.689-04:00My parents made liver and onions often, but us kid...My parents made liver and onions often, but us kids wouldn't eat it. I do still love liverwurst, though. Colettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13929646037752189809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-71296022861416882052016-04-08T05:28:42.279-04:002016-04-08T05:28:42.279-04:00Calf's liver was a favourite of mine when I wa...Calf's liver was a favourite of mine when I was small, as were stuffed hearts. Oh for my mother's stuffed hearts!Cro Magnonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06840670227576695352noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-54698229275173211972016-04-08T04:32:50.195-04:002016-04-08T04:32:50.195-04:00we had liver and onions but my mom fried it to dea...we had liver and onions but my mom fried it to death, and it was tough as nails, finally, I, who learned to love to cook to get something other than my mom's meals, and she gladly let me, cause she didn't like to cook, found a recipe in the Antoinette Pope cook book, baked liver and onions, from memory, liver in a glass baking dish red wine and sliced onions and celery leaves baked till just done, very tender and the juice was the gravy for the potatoes.Linda Starrhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04364078667554676592noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-84158746574003400132016-04-08T03:46:26.137-04:002016-04-08T03:46:26.137-04:00Hari OM
...well you know I'sa squirming over h...Hari OM<br />...well you know I'sa squirming over here.... heheheheheheheheh... <br /><br />Actually, it was horror stories like school dinners and mum's food thrifts with liver which played a large part in my turning vego... long before it became a spiritual imperative! YAM xxYamini MacLeanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18383916589808462620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-53647335984663194302016-04-08T02:14:35.062-04:002016-04-08T02:14:35.062-04:00now I have to google scrapple....now I have to google scrapple....Riverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14794655013673748992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-19041334561904937232016-04-08T02:13:36.176-04:002016-04-08T02:13:36.176-04:00Oh yum! I remember my mum cooking liver with onion...Oh yum! I remember my mum cooking liver with onion gravy and mashed potatoes. The liver would be sliced very thin, coated with flour and fried very quickly in bacon fat for extra flavour. Kidneys got the same treatment; more yumminess.<br />I never liked liverwurst, but parents and sister loved it, now my youngest son eats it too. Liverwurst is available here in small sizes in most supermarkets, but actual liver isn't so easy to find. Last time I saw some for sale it was in the refrigerated pet food section of the supermarket. Riverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14794655013673748992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-66598216970354648182016-04-08T02:05:35.498-04:002016-04-08T02:05:35.498-04:00We had liver at least once a week. Different liver...We had liver at least once a week. Different livers for different cooking. We all just took for granted as another meal. I cook it but it never seems to taste so good as when mum made it.Rachel Phillipshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16053924416805878169noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-87602472570245167402016-04-08T00:04:17.135-04:002016-04-08T00:04:17.135-04:00I don't mind the taste of liver. The texture i...I don't mind the taste of liver. The texture is what I cannot handle. Emma Springfieldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10543689047463574012noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-59722091227435040432016-04-08T00:00:59.103-04:002016-04-08T00:00:59.103-04:00Oh how I wish I was living with you right now. Ric...Oh how I wish I was living with you right now. Richard and I loved liver and onions. He was even known to order it at a steak house! However, neither our kids or our grandkids will eat it. I haven't had liver and onions in a few years now. I might just buy a bit for just me and fix it. I would imagine it would go on my Whole 30 diet!!Paulahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17406717262345866373noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-31568011496866271772016-04-07T23:52:02.043-04:002016-04-07T23:52:02.043-04:00I love liver and onions........what time did you s...I love liver and onions........what time did you say dinner was?Dochttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05230334534323236665noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-34425729883424181672016-04-07T23:43:08.021-04:002016-04-07T23:43:08.021-04:00Liver with onions and mashed potatoes - heavenly m...Liver with onions and mashed potatoes - heavenly meal! Now I'm adding some mushrooms to onions and it is delicious.<br /><a href="http://evalinamaria.blogspot.ca/" rel="nofollow">Evalina, This and that...</a><br />EvalinaMariahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13560920752412411766noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-77957404129255549172016-04-07T23:28:25.213-04:002016-04-07T23:28:25.213-04:00There is absolutely nothing a child can swap if a ...There is absolutely nothing a child can swap if a liverwurst sandwich is the only exchange she has to offer.<br />And liver was the subject of more unpleasant meals than I care to remember. I once got the same piece of liver for three consecutive meals and would have got it for the next meal too except that my mother told my father it had gone off. He was a stickler for eat everything which is put in front of you - easy for him because if he didn't like it then it wasn't served.<br />Elephant's Childhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06650565833097914052noreply@blogger.com