My mom used to make this and it was delicious! Thankful to have found it. The name certainly rang true when I made it last night!

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Instructions:
Prepare the liver: Combine flour, salt, and pepper in a bag. Cut liver into 1/2 inch strips and coat in the seasoned flour.
Cook the onions: Heat butter and oil in a skillet. Sauté onions until tender and glossy. Remove and set aside.
Sear the liver: In the same skillet, melt more butter and oil. Add liver strips and sear for about 5 minutes until browned. The inside should be slightly pink.
Combine: Return onions to the skillet with the seared liver.
Make the sauce: Deglaze the pan with beef stock and white wine. Reduce the liquid until thickened.
Serve: Pour the sauce over the liver and onions. Garnish with parsley. Serve immediately.

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I spent two years in prison for my brother. He and his pregnant wife had caused the accident. But my parents begged me to say I was driving. They promised they would repay me when I came home. When I finally got out, I heard my sister-in-law say: “An ex-convict is not living in this house.” Then she sprayed me with alcohol and said it was to remove my “prison energy.” My room was gone. My things were gone. My family handed me $200 and told me to find a motel. Then my sister-in-law said: “Before, you were useful. Now you’re just an embarrassment.” So I smiled, walked outside, and called my attorney. Because I still had the voicemail, the witness, and the proof they thought I had forgotten.

I spent two years in prison for my brother. He and his pregnant wife had caused the accident. But my parents begged me to say I was driving. They promised they would repay me when I came home. When I finally got out, I heard my sister-in-law say: “An ex-convict is not living in this house.” Then she sprayed me with alcohol and said it was to remove my “prison energy.” My room was gone. My things were gone. My family handed me $200 and told me to find a motel. Then my sister-in-law said: “Before, you were useful. Now you’re just an embarrassment.” So I smiled, walked outside, and called my attorney. Because I still had the voicemail, the witness, and the proof they thought I had forgotten.