Hubs is 41

Hubs just celebrated his 41st birthday yesterday. We went to our go-to restaurant for all birthdays and anniversaries, 32 East. He ordered a foie gras appetizer and has not stopped raving about it since. This is the same man that swears to me that he detests liver of any kind. Now he has revised his no-liver list. Goose and duck liver that instantly melt in your mouth, good. Chicken and beef liver, still yucky bad. Hmm, how do you feel about stewed chicken feet, hubs?