Liver breakfast, plus a story about obscenely obese oysters in Minneapolis

liver breakfast

Fed on 09/12.

Mineral balance time! I was actually hoping to have found some decent canned oysters for her, but none of the stores had the kind that weren’t ‘roided up and ruining the earth. Chicken livers aren’t too high in copper, so that’s what we’ll do for breakfast. Served raw this morning.

Speaking of ‘roided up oysters, I saw the largest oysters (as in, WTF) I’ve ever seen at this cute little (for a chain) outdoor fish joint. The place is on a lake and serves mostly fried fish and seafood completely unrelated to the lake it’s on.

Anyway, I didn’t even know that oysters got so big, no matter what the variety. When our friend ordered the “oyster basket,” we were all imagining the $20 meal to contain 6-8 sensibly sized fried oysters; instead, there were THREE fist sized ones. Three that could’ve been eight normal oysters. It was very obscene, and possibly pornographic. It was 100% wrong.

We should’ve taken pictures of these obese oysters. Even though we were actually there on a photo shoot, we didn’t take any pictures. Fggggg.

As for the liver breakfast, MP liked it very much. It was super fresh as always.

Speaking of fresh, I once had raw chicken livers when I was in high school. I was taken to a crazy “seats 4 and may not be open” kind of restaurant that served mainly traditional Japanese “small dishes.” Kind of like tapas. The type of place an apprentice stands there and pours tea for 7 years, and then finally be allowed to touch rice. I’m not exaggerating.

I remember that the whole meal was omakase—up to the chef. No menu or anything. One of the plates was fresh chicken livers, and although I had a few ellipses running across my head, I ate them anyway. They were incredibly delicious! It didn’t even taste like liver, really. Just cold, firm, fresh. And exactly the kind of texture that makes some people puke just thinking about.