Moela

I don't know what this is in Finnish, I can't find a word (well, kivipiira. Never heard but apparently it is a word). In English it's gizzard. It's more or less a stomach of a chicken. Suspicious, but really good.

I have come so far from my picky days when I wouldn't eat the food before I re-organized it so that different coulours wouldn't touch each others. One day maybe I'll learn to like olives, too. But not in the near future.