Okay, I admit I have issues with liver. My liver lovin' mama's mission in life was to make her children love liver as much as she did. We HAD to EAT it once a month and she tried to cook it every way under the sun to find a way to hook us on it.
The end results are two of her children love liver, two of her children will politely eat a small portion of her liver even though they don't care for it and the last two children will say, keep your stinkin liver! and order in a pizza to eat. I'm sure you can figure out which category I fall under. :)
My mother was the same, only she'd cook it for easter dinner and halloween night - no treats until you ate all your liver. Ugh !!!!! I used to cut mine up in teeny tiny pieces so I could just swallow it without chewing and wash it down with milk. Ughhhh !!!!
I won't come near it to this day.