Like dinner in a urinal.And the only thing I remember from my childhood regarding kidneys, was that the whole house smelled terribly of urine when my mother prepared them.
Not my favourite childhood memory.
I am very tolerant of odors, but the 'urine smell' of kidneys was far too much for me to regard them as edible.I might have to add that I have a very sensitive olfactory sense, so for others the smell might not have been so offensive as it was for me.
That is what made me have carpal tunnel in my left so badYes, I am hand stripping him (rolling coat) and my poor fingers are already protesting.
I will try to take some new pictures of him tomorrow.