Well, after a week of searching, I finally found Grandma Dorothy a big, ole beef tongue from a butcher shop nearby (owned by a family from MN!). She had the taste for tongue and could not seem to find one. Disgusting...or what?? Anyway, I called her from the butcher shop and she beat me home to my house to pick it up. It was huge and frozen. I did not ask how she was going to prepare it, I really did not want to know.
The following day Catalina asked me about the tongue. Could she call Grandma and ask her to bring some on Weds. so she could taste it? And so Grandma did...she brought a tupperware container FULL of cooked tongue (I tried not to dry heave). Catalina and Grandma finished the tongue off. Catalina thought it was delicious. At that point, I think I dry heaved.
The good news is...I know where to buy Grandma Dorothy and Catalina tongue, just in case they have to have it again.
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