That, my friends, is almost how liver is done.

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Soft, gentle, dark, filling.  The onions, and garlic, were also soft but not mushy.  There was strength to them, some bite.  The gravy was quite well done.  Oh, I... could see a small portion of this being served to the most elite... those who would deign to dine on such.  There... are some who... understand.  Many, perhaps most, are gluttons for simple, soft, luxury, easy, safe.  It's a trap of course.

Even this... though... there were problems.  I nailed cooking.  The bacon was just crunchy, not soft, not completely crisped.  The onions and garlic were well done, yet with that bite I prefer.  I was required to chew, if lightly.  The liver itself was... like... it melted in the mouth, almost a firm pudding.  It even brought notes of chocolate, if too that liver taste that only some can handle.  But, that latter, just as an end or even after taste.  Still, there were mistakes.

First, too much salt.  I really didn't account for the bacon.  I tasted, as I went, but... that.. compounded into each dish.  It didn't leave, the saltiness, after removing the bacon, but wasn't clearly discernable through the layers.  As well, a bit rich.  I should have removed some of the bacon fat.  And I shouldn't have added as much butter.  Very rich.  Still, that is a dish, with very slight modifications, which will handily suffice a mid-week meal.  Or, honestly, any day.  As mentioned, twice a week would be reasonable.

I am very pleased with the first run.  I won't make another tomorrow.  That was just in case I really botched tonight.  Still, I wouldn't mind a run Sunday, or Monday.  It actually does take a lot of attention, if not a lot of time.  I think, with... four stages of cooking... or five, it only took minutes per stage.  A lot of fussing between, often during, stages.  Bacon, flipping, and taking off what is rightly done, moving the rest to the middle.  Onions, first sautéed on a higher heat, then reduced, then garlic and butter added.  

Heat, again, reduced.  Then removing those, adding stock and thickener (guar gum worked well enough, dotted in more like salt than flower, into gently rolling stock... which I should have added more.  And, after the sauce was mostly to my liking, I cut the liver into, roughly, two to three inch squares.  Without dredging in anything, I put them in, on a lower medium.  I let them cook for two minutes on each side.  I then added the onions and garlic, and some of the bacon.

I then left the thicker two pieces in for thirty seconds, placing the smaller bites on top of the onions and gravy to just keep warm.  I considered the gravy, onions, and liver to be done at that thirty seconds, so plated.  I... really couldn't have done better.  That liver was almost a butter pate, with a backhint of bacon.  And, if you really, really, really, don't like bacon?  Cutting a small bite, and putting it on and equally small bite of bacon, and you really wouldn't know it unless you tried your damnedest to taste it.  Some do, just because.  Ugh.

Oh, yes, I am satisfied.  I will... improve.  But, if this is as good as I could do?  I'd... be happy.  Did I mention, I purchased a beef kidney?  I... don't know how to do those.  I... may learn, soon.  I am hoping a bovine isn't, somewhere, in a cattle yard, in a pool of ice, just reading a message about stolen body parts!  Well, you never know, if... probably not.

And, the tripe is finished.  It isn't time to open it, won't be for another hour or two?  But it is done.  I'll... know more in... well... and hour or two... or three?  Or tomorrow.  Though I am hoping for a small portion yet tonight.  I have missed this, homemade, for a very long time.  The canned stuff is okay.  But... it's... not fresh, homemade, quite right.  It will merely do.  This, I am hoping, will amaze.

Final chore, in about an hour.  I have all the waterers refreshed, save what is out.  I would like to get those set up as well, tonight.  Leaving them out just gets them frozen.  It'll be a while before leaving them out will do them any good... get them by until I can get out in the morning.  Ducks need to be put up, rabbits just get to snooze.  All good.

Oh, as to dishes?  Laundry?  A shower?  I'll have to push, but maybe.  It's been a slow day, right until it's been very busy.  I'll do my best.  Later.  Perhaps good night.