My husband liked lamb and when we lived in Seattle we would have it quite often. I could eat it but to me it was just nothing special. All the lamb in Costa Rica is imported and extremely expensive so I was saved from having to fix it very often.
However, he loved Menudo and the main ingredient of menudo is tripe. I hate tripe. I hate the smell of it raw, I hate to handle it, and I hate the smell of it cooking. Making menudo was a two-day process and when it came to seasoning, he had to taste it and tell me what it needed because not one drop of that %&#@ was passing my lips. I made enough to have six or seven months worth of servings in the freezer so that I didn't have to go through it all that often. It was an act of love but it sure was an endurance trial.
