I have a hard time resisting weird food. Some of my best food friends have been made that way, such as natto (Wikipedia)--at first I just couldn't get past the slime, but I said I would try it 5 times, and by the 4th I was sold. It has come to be one of my favorites.
This brings me to canned cod liver (in its own oil). I bought it at Amazon as a sort of joke stocking stuffer for Phil, and finally got around to trying it. From the picture on the can, I was anticipating some sort of pate-like, can-shaped mass with a bit of oil around it. Instead, I got this:
Cat food for humans. There were pieces of liver, bigger and smaller, but on the whole it was not exactly appetizing. Putting it on a plate did not improve the situation:
In for a dime, in for a dollar, so I soldiered on and ate it. And it really isn't bad, flavor-wise, tasting like a fish pate with a bunch of oil. The texture, though, is another story, evoking the breakfast table of a Dickensian orphanage. I choked it down, reminding myself that it's very good for me. By the end of the dish I was getting used to the combination of oil and liver bits and appreciating the fish liver taste--at least, that's my story. I now see it as a personal challenge and am committed to four servings more (Have at it, says Phil). But Kitchen Goddess Nadja wholeheartedly approves. So it can't be all bad.
Monday, March 29, 2010
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