When I was a kid my mother made liver and onions and bacon. None of us kids liked it but in our house the kids ate what was served or waited for the next meal. We whined and complained, then ate the liver.
I don't think my dad liked it either but he knew better than to say anything. Like us, he ate the liver but he suffered in silence.
After I was married, I was sure that my liver and onions and bacon days were behind my until one night, early in our marriage, I came home to find that my young bride loved, you guessed it, liver and onions and bacon. There it was on the dinner table, and, like my dad before me, I kept my mouth shut and ate the dadgummed, dadblasted liver and onions and bacon.
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