Wednesday, July 12, 2006

Bring on the tofu, Part Deux

New sign, posted sometime in the last 24 hours, in the same window of the same Caribbean butcher shop a few blocks from my apartment:

We have blood
FRESH!

You can't possibly imagine my excitement at the prospect of whipping up a batch of burnt cow face casserole with blood sauce (known as Santeria Surprise, in culinary circles.) No way will I be single for much longer, not with my special brand of home cookin'! Mmmmmmm...

Glurk.

11 Comments:

Blogger Kiss Me I'm Kasey said...

Wait, I think that place provided the catering for Raiders of the Lost Ark Temple of Doom. Next sign will read - Monkey Testicles!! Gigantic!

5:02 PM  
Blogger GayProf said...

Oh, Helen, are you still cooking with your old brand of blood? You should really buy the more expensive blood.

It costs a bit more, but can also be used for blood-smoothies and blood-syrup for your pancakes.

5:43 PM  
Blogger Peter said...

eeew, six gooey stacks of bloodcakes.

...the humanity

Can Cow Face ever be served raw I wonder?

7:40 PM  
Blogger Malnurtured Snay said...

You're laughing now, but you won't when some member of the local Vampire community starts draining you dry. "So sorry, my dear, the butcher shop is out of blood."

11:54 PM  
Blogger David said...

Well, it sure beats the powdered and "made from concentrate" kind.

12:26 PM  
Blogger Amaya said...

Cow Face Tartare - mmmm.

12:53 PM  
Blogger Scott said...

I'll alert Spike & Drusilla.

5:17 PM  
Blogger MEK the Bear said...

Gah! The Masquerade has been broken!

Yeah, well, it's the best I could do, Scott already took my Buffy reference so I had to rely on Vampire: The Masquerade role playing game... Christ all mighty I'm such a geek!

6:54 PM  
Anonymous Amy said...

I think I love Scott. Because that's exactly what I thought. Well, it was more like, I should find Spike, and strip him naked and tie him up, and then....wait...why was I finding him in the first place?

8:47 PM  
Blogger Rocky said...

Wow, the butcher shops in Minnesota are boring. I admire NYC's blunt honesty.

They don't throw Cow Face, Goat Head and Blood advertising plugs at window shoppers here. Minnesota butchers try to be all cutesy and say "Rocky Mountain Oysters" instead of just socking you in the jaw with "Bull Balls."

9:10 AM  
Blogger Shan said...

Well now lets see. New cocktail ideas :

Bloodtini
Slow Comfortable Blood
Blood-On-The-Beach
Bloody Nipple

Urk! Right I need to stop.

9:54 AM  

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