Remember when Jenny and I went to Interesting Stuff?
Here's one of the less-appetizing entries among the Ukrainian recipe cards:
What's in this delightful sausage, you may ask?
I'll tell you.
I'm usually game to try any sort of comestible once, but when it includes "the blood of domestic animals" as a major component, it is Right Out.
Yeah, I know, I don't have much room for finger-pointing -- after all, my ancestors came up with such questionable gustatory delights as svartsoppa, surströmming and lutefisk -- but the idea of consuming blood of any kind turns my stomach. Gleah.