Jill and Sally, I LOVE the cafeteria LIVER wiith onions. when Pandemic hit, he just promised me to cook liver the following week. Of course I did not go and the cafeteria also closed. I still came on the following Monday but was sent home after lunch by my boss.
Anyway, I talked to the chef and he told me after he got the liver delivered he soaked them in milk overnight then panfried them with LOTS of onions. look at this:
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I usually just wash liver and blot it dry, whether it is beef, goat, lamb, or veal. Cut them into about 1 inch cubes, then string them on scewers. Make a sauce of Indonesian sweet soy source, lots of raw shallots, and lime juice, hot pepper or cayenne pepper. Make them and pour them in 2 containers, one for dipping the satay into while you are roasting it on skillets on the stove or barbecuing them on wooden charcoals. Yummy! I do the same way wiith lamb or goat meat. Now wiith beef, I would add butter and I would first marinade it. With chicken is more complicated. I was thinking of making satay for the swap, but they MUST be cooked right before we eat them, otherwise I don't like them. They dry up. When I used to go to visit my grandmother from my father's side, along the same street there were a lot of family members. I would then walk with a cousin along the way, and a satay-man would come along, with his ware, plus also the grill thingy with the hot wood charcoals. We would stop him, buy 10 or so sticks, wait until he cooks them, ate on the street, and walk on, when I finished eating the 10 sticks and the pressed rice, and I see another satay guy, or the same one, I would buy another portion, and so forth, until I could not eat any longer. And of course stopping and visiting family members--there are a lot there, my Dad is the 3rd son of 12 children of my grandparents----most of them have 2 or more children---she would have 17 but 5 died either in infancy or miscarriages, I do not know. The youngest daughter was named Mari, and I thought it was an Indonesian version of Mary, but my Dad said it is Javanese in that part of Java which means STOP. And it worked! She passed away at 98 years old----she said, I need to die, I am tired. When I was young, there were no trains nor cars, and now they go to the moon!
