I like that tripe you serve with that white gravy that includes vinegar in the recipe.
My dad was brought up on it and it was served in my house from Day One.
I finally got tired of him soaking his homemade biscuits in it and saying..
"You don't know what you are missing" as he would smile and wipe his lips.
After awhile of this I refused to touch it until I was clearing the table one day and one little portion remained on his plate and I tried it.
After that..I did not care what it looked like or where it came from.
Same thing with tongue. My mom would fix it, Dad would lap it up and I would soon follow.
My grandmother was English and cooked Fish and Chips, Sheppard's Pie, corn beef and cabbage and tripe on Sundays at her place.
You think Dak will win me over? Will I get tired of the debate? I can be worn down.
Hmmm..but only if it tastes like chicken with lots of gravy..