[Jeff Higgins]

My dad ruined me on cow tongue at a very early age, like about four. Somehow he thought is was funnier than hell to chase his screaming little kid around with what we will call an "extremely fresh" one. Now I'm not squeamish or anything, I do put most of the meat on my own table and make use of everything, just not the tongues. It helped to grow up with an Irish farmer for a dad and the daughter of a German farmer for a mom. I still enjoy dinner at my mom's when she serves some of her "earthier" old German recipes. I trade her rides in the 911 for meals; it's a great way to spend a day with my mom.