Liver Lust

I got inspired to cook yesterday. Bread and soup for the humans. Liver muffins for the hounds. I haven’t made liver muffins since we added Arlo to our grey family so we were long overdue. The whole process was just like I remembered it.

These muffins really are vile things. Liver is the only food I really can’t abide (although lima beans are a close second) so this process is really all about hound love.

Following the recipe - I started by liquefying a tub of fresh chicken livers (BLECH!) and then stirred in the package of corn bread mix and a couple eggs. I plopped the liver mash into the muffin compartments and put them in the oven. Several minutes later, just when my stomach had started to calm, I caught a whiff of baking liver. I opened the windows and turned on the fan.
Remember the cartoon where the dog floated through the air on the scent of pies cooling in the window? This was the scene at our house - greyhounds floating through the kitchen on the heavenly scent emanating from the oven – eyes glazed over in exquisite anticipation.

After 20 minutes the putrid pink mixture turned into little liver pucks. Being careful not to slip in the drool pooled in front of the oven door, I took a deep breath, held it, opened the oven door, grabbed the muffin pan and made haste to the garage - the steaming muffin cool down room.

Once they cooled I brought them in, loosened them from the tin with a knife and grabbed the camera. As you can see, they’re definitely a hit!

Warning: liver muffins are famous for their blue fog effect (see previous post)