Moira tells me that you’ve been suffering terribly, that every time you leave the house you’re racked with violent morning sickness? Well, you know, my mother always recommended a big platter of offal during the first trimester of pregnancy. She preferred pork. Now these two are thymus glands: one from the heart, one from the throat. And this is the pancreas… it’s so good for mother and child. Full of protein, vitamin c, all the b vitamins, and iron, and… speaking of which, how is your other baby? She was such a dear sweet child and such a comfort to me when Addy passed. Sometimes children going through transitions just need alone time. Moira, why don’t you sautee these for Mrs. Harmon’s lunch? Do them the way you used to do them for me, remember? With sweet butter. We need that baby, we need another sweet child around here.
American Horror Story, Constance Langdon