I can remember my mom making chitlins from cow stomach. No, I do not know where she got a cow stomach from nor did I want to know and NO I did not eat them.
Didn't eat the pickled tripe she made for my father either that came from the same cow stomach.
Growing up in a multi cultural family was at least interesting.
Didn't eat the pickled tripe she made for my father either that came from the same cow stomach.
Growing up in a multi cultural family was at least interesting.