Hmm. What possessed me? When the tender said his wife loves the liver and onions, why did I allow myself to be swayed?

 

I’ll tell you why. I flippin’ love liver and onions. When I ordered the dish, I had sense memory visions of tender liver and seasoned gravy. I imagined creamy mashed potatoes, buttery and dreamy.

 

What I got was, well, less than I’d imagined. That was to be expected, I suppose. And honestly, it’s on me for ordering liver and onions in an unknown venue. Live and learn.

 

So in a couple of years, when the hankering again takes hold, I hope I’ll be dealing with a known entity. And by that I mean I hope I’ll be at Kate Mantilini. That place has amazing food.

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