Yep. I get a feast and all Phil gets is chopped liver.
I ate about a hundred pounds of incredible food this afternoon at a Bulgarian gathering held by my singing group in honor of one of our benefactors. So I come home bloated like a puffer fish and not in any mood for fancy cooking. So just whirled up (Instructions) three medium-boiled eggs (very inside of the yolks still a little runny), a pound of leftover liver, a quarter of a large red onion, 1/4 cup ghee and some salt and pepper, in the food processor. Phil scraped the plate clean and Kitchen Goddess Nadja was angry that he did so, so I guess it was fine.
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