I agree about the heart, feetle. When I go to New Zealand, my daughter takes me to Havelock which is the green-lipped mussel centre of the world. They come in all sorts of ways, and can be huge.
Rabbit is very popular in France, and I like a good thick rabbit stew.
My daughter raises her own pigs and they are butchered locally and virtually every part is used. It is good to know the provenance of your food. Her own hens' eggs taste nothing like supermarket eggs and hold their shape during poaching.
I am very pleased with myself today - I marinated two plump skinless chicken thighs in olive oil, cinnamon, ginger, garlic, black pepper. I heated some oil in the roasting tin and put the chicken on top of a bed of chopped potatoes, onions, carrots, and cauliflowers and roasted for an hour. It was delicious - why have spent 72 years eating bland food?