Remember when Jenny and I went to Interesting Stuff?
Here's one of the less-appetizing entries among the Ukrainian recipe cards:
Behold, Krovyanka!
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.
3 comments:
You and me both sugar!!!
It's just not kosher! :)))
Oh yum! That is like our black/blood pudding, it's delicous - in fact, Andy comes from the home of the black pudding, Bury, where they make the best ones - I always get his parents to bring us down a couple when they visit. We have it as a weekend treat in fried breakfasts, with bacon, egss etc, before a long walk or cricket match.
Gretel, I will have to take your word for it. My grandpa used to make black pudding on occasion, but I could never bring myself to eat it.
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