My Yiddeshe Thanksgivings – Ann Nichols – Open Salon


 

My grandmother’s chopped liver, a miracle never repeated in my lifetime, was smooth, addictive and so delicious that I could completely disregard the fact that it was made largely of chicken livers and rendered chicken fat, along with some egg and onion.

 

via My Yiddeshe Thanksgivings – Ann Nichols – Open Salon.

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