My Soul, My Liver

On our last night in Istanbul, we decided to have an authentic old school Turkish dinner. Canim Cigerim Ilhan Usta (translates to "my soul, my liver") is this place that specializes in grilled liver! It's served with herbs (corriander, mint, razorishy herb whatever it is called), spicy tomato sauce, grilled vegetables, and turkish equivalant to banh trang (rice paper). 

They also have chicken or beef if offal isn't your (or in this case, Yen's) thing although the liver is the house specialty.

So apparently (by Yen's count) they give you 10 skewers of meat each and Yen only had 6 in total. Somehow I managed to eat all ten of my skewers. Two of hers in the beginning and then two more of hers at the end when she got sick of it. So all in all, I had 14 skewers? 

14 skewers!!! All washed down with Ayran. 

So lets reflect on this. 14 skewers of meat. 10 of those comprised of liver. All accompanied by spicy tomato sauce. Washed down with a salted yogurt water beverage. 

Let's just say this, I got more toxic assets than a government assisted bank.

Yen certainly didn't appreciate the aftermath of my body trying to digest all that either.