Last month, I bought a 10 lb. box of local pastured lamb. All different cuts of delicious lamb. I was so excited when I came home and unloaded my box. I spread out all of my meat to decide what cut to prepare first. To my surprise, there was a lamb liver included.
To my knowledge, I have never had liver. But I know that it is healthy. Liver is full of vitamins and minerals, and organ meats are said to be very healing and nourishing.
So I decided that today was the day. I didn’t tell the kids outright that we were having liver, not that they would have even known what liver was. I told them we were having lamb…..which technically was true.
I followed a recipe that someone on my Facebook page recommended to me. Because once you add bacon, how bad can it be? I served it with their favorite carrots (roasted with coconut oil, cinnamon, and nutmeg) and french fries. Yep, I gave ’em straight up white potatoes. It was like a mental bribe to get them to eat.
So the liver was cooked and served with cut up bacon, onions, and portobellos. I thought it was okay. If I cut the liver up small and made sure to get bacon and onions in with each bite, I didn’t notice it at all. My husband felt the same. Luigi gobbled it up, no questions asked, which was no surprise–that kid is a carnivore extraordinaire.
But Mario has such a sensitive palate. I made it a point not to draw any attention to the liver, but noticed that he was making a face when eating it. Finally, he said sadly, “mom, I don’t think I like the lamb. Can I just eat my other food?”. I picked all of the pieces of liver out and set them to the side on his plate and left the bacon, onions and mushrooms in another pile.
Much to my surprise, he picked up a piece of liver and said, “Let me just try the lamb and see if this is really the part I don’t like”. I was stunned when he said, “Hey, this is the part I LIKED!!“.
So my pickiest child gobbled up all of the liver and left the bacon, onion and mushrooms on his plate. (I think it was the mushrooms that were grossing him out.)
I would have never predicted 4 clean plates on a night when I made liver. So I had to share that testimony. Don’t ever assume that you know what your kids will and won’t eat. And don’t project your preconceived notions onto them. No kid is born thinking liver is gross, but if they grow up hearing you talk about how gross it is, then guess what? They’re not going to touch it.
I am so proud of my son for wanting to “confirm” which ingredient was bothering him! Honestly, I wouldn’t have thought to ask him to do that. When liver is involved, it’s easy to assume that’s the culprit.
Will I ever make liver again? Probably. And I might even tell my kids that’s what it is……next time.