Remember years ago when Lyle and I were working at Orton Hall Farm  
(Anglo-Saxon and Roman farm near Peterboro, UK). Got home after a  
hard days digging and found that the little twit who was responsible  
dinner that night served liver and onions. Never liked them before  
and still don't, but that night I consumed at least a pound of liver.  
I suspect that it was not the quality of Peter's (?) cooking, rather  
that we would have eaten the table if nothing had been put on it...  
Course the night he picked up cheap pork pies and everyone got sick  
was exciting too. That night I doctored myself with vast quantities  
of hard apple cider.

James Brothers
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On Sep 1, 2007, at 1:48, Ron May wrote:

>
> In a message dated 8/31/2007 1:36:45 P.M. Pacific Daylight Time,
> [log in to unmask] writes:
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> liver.  Beyond the pale for me, but who knows?
>
>
>
> I vote with Lyle on this one. Having survived the Azure  Vista  
> government day
> care center in San Diego for the children of  working mothers in  
> the 1950s, I
> swiftly vowed never to eat liver again.
>
> Ron May
> Legacy 106, Inc.
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