My mother used to make the best liver and onions with bacon, and we would have it about once a week. Fast forward to adulthood...my wife hates the stuff. She won't eat it, won't cook it, and doesn't want me cooking it either. She hates the smell of it. I have yet to find a restaurant that makes it the way mom did. If I close my eyes and think real hard, I can still feature the smell of my mother cooking as I walk into the house after playing baseball with my friends. That could almost bring tears to my eyes!
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