At 19:42 11/26/2002 -0500, Chris Turkel wrote: >Ewwwwwwwwwww Thats one thing in life I had, besides Liver and that's >Tabasco sauce. Time for my liver story, I guess. My mothr served liver once a month for 35 or so years, regular as clockwork. No onions, as both she and my father couldn't eat onions. Anyway, one day, there was a sale on liver, so my mother bought extra, and served it again after about a week. My father (who seldome commented on the food) asked "Aren't we having a lot of liver lately?" My mother exclaimed, "Why! I thought you _liked_ liver>" "Not especially," my father replied. It turned out that Mom personally hated liver, and only served it because she thought Dad liked it, and had been doing so for 35 years. Needless to say, they never had liver again. -- Regards, Pete pgranzeau at cox.net