Liver. Anyone else instantly have a childhood recollection of a dry, grey, grainy dinner that tested their gag reflex? As you can probably guess, I am not generally a fan. But I do absolutely LOVE pâté and had therefore thought that at some point, I should give it another try. My friend lent me Jamie Oliver’s Save with Jamie book and as I was idly flicking through, I happened upon his Chicken Liver Bolognese. The premise of the recipe is that the traditional minced meat is substituted for a mixture of chicken livers and lentils, which also fit with a recent lentil obsession of mine. Ignoring my association of liver with a dinner where I’d rather eat my own shoe (sorry Mum but you know I hated it), I thought maybe the addition of vegetables and lentils would save the day. This could be the turning point for my aversion and so, putting all my faith in Mr Oliver, I ploughed on and decided to invite my folks for dinner. I figured that if it all went horribly wrong, at least I would get to repay one of those horrible childhood liver dinners!