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Chicken liver. The first thing that hits is a smooth, almost creamy texture, then the deep, iron-rich flavor and a faint sweetness follow right behind. Whether someone likes liver or not usually comes down to texture: overcooked, it turns dry and crumbly; cooked just right, it stays silky, almost like custard. Even within one skewer, the outer edge and the center can land at slightly different points on that spectrum.

A single bird yields only about 60 to 80 grams of liver with the heart still attached — barely enough for a few skewers. Raw liver is soft and falls apart easily, so trimming and draining the blood demand a quick hand. The standard is to pull it off the fire just before the center loses its last trace of pink, cooking it through without letting it dry out — and that one moment of judgment is what decides how the whole skewer turns out.

Yakitori grew, in part, as a way to eat the whole bird's organs without waste, and liver sits near the center of that practice. It works with either salt or sauce, and dipping it in raw egg yolk has become a common way to serve it — likely because the yolk's richness rounds out the liver's intensity and iron-forward edge. Few cuts show a grill cook's timing as plainly as this one does, and the same skewer can taste noticeably different depending on whose hands cooked it.