Absolutely love gizzards, any kind. Hint: never bite into a gizzard that hasn't been cleaned. I did that once, I had cut it open and scooped out the rocks and organic matter but didn't remove the membrane. I doubt [bleep] would taste any worse than that.

Love heart. When I was 19, living with a couple of roomies and doing the college thingy, I brought home my first Alaskan moose and boiled up the heart for us. It had become flyblown on the trip home and was actually crawling with maggots.

I scraped off all the unhatched eggs and washed off all the squirmy things and boiled it up. There are many nooks and crannies in a heart and maggots were in the various chambers and valves. They came out (mostly) during the boiling process and were discarded. I found a few more while slicing it up for sandwiches. The roomies never knew about the maggots and we all thought the heart was fantastic.

Hope none of 'em are reading this.

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Black Olives Matter!!