mattw
Active Member
Way back when I was young, my grandmother "traded" eggs for meat. About once a month she would bring home chicken hearts. They were lightly breaded and fried in a large cast iron skillet to perfection. Once done, she would use the grease and drippings for white gravy to go with potatoes and onions.
I have not had these for 35 years or more and would kill for them. I can't find chicken hearts to save my soul.
I have not had these for 35 years or more and would kill for them. I can't find chicken hearts to save my soul.