Eastside Road, October 30, 2013—LAST GAME of the World Series, and not a hot dog in the house! Oh well: here's a bit of Franco's chicken-liver mousse. Now normally chicken livers are not a thing near the top of my favorites; in fact, they're not to my taste at all. But Franco has some trick up his sleeve: his mousse is never grainy or assertive; he must source his materials carefully, and process it with real skill.
Toast, chicken-liver mousse, sliced tomatoes. Bottle-ends. A chocolate or two for dessert. And we won!