Oh lord,
I remember my mother would buy this disgusting piece of meat, curl it up in the pan and put on a low oven simmer for hours. We ate it with English salad, but I really didn't like it.
It was strange that after the war ended we were even more harshly rationed. I guess we had to feed the losing team LOL. Actually, I think that was the main reason.
Both of my hubbies are American; the first ( a country boy from Illinois) was willing to eat anything I cooked as, does the current hubby. However JIm isn't fond of liver, kidneys etc....and as time passes I would rather have a good rib eye steak.
To add to the equation, DH isn't allowed carbs. Does that make cooking fun LOL
Gillian