Part Three It never enters into my mind that chopped liver should be made from anything other than chicken livers. I guess it’s because that’s all my grandmother ever used. Beef liver… I don’t know. I guess I’ve never really given it an honest chance, never really considered it as anything other than an inexpensive, […]

Part Two I can’t understand why people are so down on liver, especially on chopped liver. I take their rejection of it personally. I want to shout at them: “I’ll bet you’ve never even really tasted it!” Make of it what you will. As proud of their heritage as they claim to be, Jewish cookbooks […]

Part One It’s nearly twenty years now since I wrote this essay. I think it was a year or so after my grandmother, Belle Perlis, passed away. Writing is one of the best ways I’ve found to get my own feelings out in the open and a way to help me manage grief and pain […]