I first met my liver the night it tried to kill me.
I was at home in Hawaii, alone, relaxing after a dinner of leftovers from a party I hosted the night before: macaroni and cheese with manchego and chorizo, tossed greens, a glass of Rioja and…more in The New York Times.
[...] ago I suffered a liver attack that nearly killed me. I wrote an essay about it that appeared in The New York Times. The whole eipsode – from fated trip down the Amazon to reading about it two years later [...]