Musings of a peripatetic wannabe-sage
...a barely thematic journey through my tangentizing mental life...
Mom would be proud of my liver habit
Calves liver and Brussels sprouts
When I was a child, I detested liver. Liverwurst was doable, with the iron-ick hidden under spice and fat. now I eat liver every week.
(C) Laura Springer
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Wednesday, April 13, 2011
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