Hi Natty! How are you today, my love? I hope you are healthy and keeping safe. How's your tummy? My tummy is very pleased with me. I ate cheeseburgers and fries last night, and my stomach is very happy about that. Lookie licked the leftover oil in the wok from the fries, then later threw up her dinner. I should have known better and reacted wiser: that cat can only eat kibble. But my heart sometimes gets swayed when she begs (intimidates) me for a taste. I have a sensitive stomach too, that's why my tummy loves plain old cheeseburgers and fries. But I like to experiment with food, and I have enough knowledge to be able to try out new things without testing my stomach too much. With all the sensitive tummies in the world, why doesn't someone make kibble for humans? You won't have to think about cooking, just pour some into a bowl and it would be the perfectly balanced meal. If you wanted a change, then just buy a different flavor. No mess, no fuss. Think what you will, but I know kibble for humans would be a big hit.
But I didn't eat kibble for dinner. I went to the supermarket in the morning, and bought some Australian beef. I have a strange relationship with the discounted Australian beef cuts freezer at the supermarket. Once I used to buy beef liver, now it's no longer there. Then I bought beef bones, now it's no longer there. What's left is beef lung (which I don't like, but there is a possibility I can process it into something palatable) and beef spleen. I've never had beef spleen before. What is a spleen? According to Google, a spleen is "an abdominal organ involved in the production and removal of blood cells in most vertebrates and forming part of the immune system." So I bought a portion to try it out. I cut a small piece off and cooked it in teriyaki sauce to see what happened. It turns out that beef spleen tastes like beef liver, but is chewier. This tells me that I should give it heavy flavoring and cook it well done, since it's not going to get hard like liver. So I made liver and onions in tamarind sauce, a local standard, to go with my sliced bread. It seemed to work. I don't know if it were a success, because I got a psychosomatic "it's not steak" feeling when I ate it, but I don't think my tummy has any complaints about it.
