When I arrived in France there were a few things that I wouldn’t eat. If I saw foie gras-goose liver-on the menu I just kept on going until I got to something “safe” that I liked, such as shrimp or chicken. Then one day I ordered a salad and it arrived with the dreaded foie gras on top. My mother used to eat calf liver with onions about once a week. It always smelled so fabulous that I would try to eat some but the taste just made me gag. So, here was some liver. I tried to eat around it but eventually some of it reached my mouth. It was one of those moments of revelation. I finally got it! This is why it is so famous in the food world. It was sweet and creamy and so tasty spread on bread. I had some just the other day with onion confit, crusty bread and a glass of sweet white wine. It was fabulous. I was humming “Heaven, I’m in heaven” the whole time I was eating it. Who knew?