|Woman's Club of Fort Worth Cook Book, 1928|
Yes, today we're seeing if the Woman's Club of Fort Worth can make liver into a tasty treat. If nothing else, this should be easy to make.
|Did you know that if you refrigerate your onions, you won't cry?|
|On the other hand, whoever owned this cookbook before it made its way to a library's archives also clipped this and saved it in the pages.|
As a brief recipe note, we put a slice of bread in the oven as it warmed up and pulverized it. We could have bought bread crumbs, but then they'd have sat in unused and gone rancid.
As aforementioned, we could have used stew meat for this and it doubtless would be really good. Instead, we dumped a heap of liver into a perfectly innocent casserole that never meant us any harm.
When you could secretly swap out your casserole with a couple cans of dog food without changing the look or smell, you may or may not want to have a backup supper on hand.
We really wanted to like this casserole. Like, really wanted to. We even made a point of not eating all day (not hard since we were either in class or at work the whole time) so that we'd have to at least eat one full plate of it before getting fed up. Hunger may be the best sauce, but it couldn't do much for this.
Despite spending 45 minutes in the oven, the onions were still raw. All right, fine... we put raw onions on barbecue sandwiches all the time.
However, the liver on the surface somehow managed to get overcooked while the onions remained raw. We could have choked this anyway until... er... please note the color of the liver piece at about four o'clock.
Yep, the liver in the center of this thing was raw. How the heck did it manage to stay raw despite cooking for 45 minutes? Have you ever accidentally gotten a mouthful of raw liver?
|Those who say rare meat is the only meat are welcome to take this off my hands.|
There's nothing wrong with having peanut butter sandwiches for supper every now and then.