As mom and I have cooked our way through The Honest Kitchen‘s cookbook Made Out of Love, there have been a couple of recipes that my mom has tried to avoid. It’s not so much anything to do with me and my likes and dislikes, because I will most likely try to eat anything (even paper). It has more to do with what my mom calls her “squeamish” level.
One of the “squeamish” recipes in the cookbook calls for roasting organs of a chicken. Now, the local grocer my mom shops at does not carry the organs, so my mom had to make do with chicken liver (which, if I’m not mistaken, is an organ. But then again I’m a pup so what do I know about anatomy). So, we donned our aprons and prepared to get “squeamish.”
The minute mom opened the container of liver, my nose was very excited. I wanted to taste one now, but I got shooed away. So much for being the cooks helper.
As the recipe called for garlic, I decided to do some sniffing on the web while the livers roasted in the oven. There has been some barking about whether or not garlic is toxic or not for us pooches. Garlic is in the same family as the onion (which should never be fed to a pup) but they are more like distant cousins than siblings. You see, garlic contains only a tiny amount of the chemical (thiosulphate) that makes onions so dangerous. So when fed in small amounts, garlic is totally safe and actually beneficial. Garlic can improve circulation, boost the production of white blood cells which in turn helps fight off infection, it’s good for dogs that suffer from arthritis, and it can help eliminate worms as well as many other helpful benefits. Check out this article by Honest Kitchen for feeding amounts.
By the time I got to the end of my research, the apartment smelled like deliciousness. The smell was pungent and rich and made my mom gag, which made it all the more yummy. I sat by the oven in impatience for the rest of the time on the timer. Again I got shooed away as dogs and hot things do not mix very well, but I did get a peek while the liver was cooling.
Sadly, before I got one nibble, I was shipped off to hang out with GG and gramp for awhile. It was nice and all; I got to take a nap at GG’s feet while she knitted (someday I hope she knits me a sweater) and I didn’t try to steal her yarn ball even though I was tempter too. But my mind was still on the liver.
When we finally got home, mom whipped me up a dish and I finally got to taste. And it was.. interesting. My first bite lead me to spit it back out on the floor (much to my mother’s dismay). The texture was kind of funny and not like any other meat I had every tried. I gave another nibble and decided it wasn’t too bad. It had a really yummy flavor. In no time my dish was empty and I wanted more. Hopefully my mom will get over her “squeamish” feelings and cook me a lot more liver!
Happy tail wags!