05 January 2014

On the Twelfth Day of Christmas...

...my true love gave to me: a stew featuring a beef heart. I'm trying to be grateful. And think primally. You can do this, Bill. You know you can. Just close you eyes and swallow.

9 comments:

Josh Hanson said...

My wife is from Peru and one of my favorite foods from there is anticuchos, marinated beef heart grilled on skewers. It makes my mouth water just thinking about it.

Anonymous said...

or you know....gag and swallow whole.

William Weedon said...

Not something I think I will try again...

William Weedon said...

Not something I think I will try again...

Dixie said...

Now I suspect there is something in that Peruvian marinade that changes everything...kinda like the garlic butter the French put over snails but short of that I prefer (and even like) chicken hearts, particularly on a skewer in a churrascaria. But the beef hearts....? Best left for a science project.

William Weedon said...

LOL, Dixie. Too true. And I do love those snails the way the French fix them...garlic. We must have needed a LOT more garlic.

Pastor Peters said...

I am not even one of your primal types and baked stuffed heart is one of my favorite things -- with kidney pie, oxtail soup, fried brains, and good, fresh liver... mmmm goood

The Rev. BT Ball said...

I've promised Pastor Weedon that should I harvest a deer next season the heart is his. Sliced thin and sauteed with lots of butter, onion, garlic and salt and pepper. That is good stuff.

Unknown said...

For some reason, the expression, "did you have a change of heart" comes to mind, even though I eat all kinds of strange stuff, like raw fish eggs. Given sufficient quantities of vodka, anything becomes edible.
George A. Marquart