Many years ago I was invited to a placenta-eating party held by some back-to-Mother-Earth-type people... the placenta had been in the freezer since birth and the plan for it was that it would be fried. In butter.
I made my excuses and didn't attend.
I heard later that it was OK, a little chewy but most of it was buried by a tree.
I made my excuses and didn't attend.
I heard later that it was OK, a little chewy but most of it was buried by a tree.