blood-pudding

The night was as black as a boudin noir, and the stars, I recall, appeared to me as clots of blood-pudding fat.

The Hundred-Foot Journey Richard C. Morais 2008

The night was as black as a boudin noir, and the stars, I recall, appeared to me as clots of blood-pudding fat.

The Hundred-Foot Journey Richard C. Morais 2008

The night was as black as a boudin noir, and the stars, I recall, appeared to me as clots of blood-pudding fat.

The Hundred-Foot Journey Richard C. Morais 2008

The night was as black as a boudin noir, and the stars, I recall, appeared to me as clots of blood-pudding fat.

The Hundred-Foot Journey Richard C. Morais 2008

The plain extended a great distance to the westward, and crossing it one of our horses knocked up and could travel no longer; Mr. Kennedy ordered him to be bled, and we not liking to lose the blood, boiled it as a blood-pudding with a little flour, and in the situation we were, enjoyed it very much.

Narrative of an expedition undertaken for the exploration of the country lying between Rockingham Bay and Cape York 2003

In stalked the Lion boldly, and ordered a haunch of venison and a blood-pudding.

Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science Volume 12, No. 28, July, 1873 Various

They found the two bricks which they kept hidden in the thicket, and kindled a little fire of twigs, over which to roast the blood-pudding at the end of a bayonet.

Short Stories of the Tragedy and Comedy of Life 1883

A piece of blood-pudding, four sous 'worth of bread, and a liter of ` ` petit bleu' 'constituted the provisions, which they carried off in their handkerchiefs.

Short Stories of the Tragedy and Comedy of Life 1883

To a man they had not heard of Heine; even the owner of a sausage and blood-pudding shop across the way had not heard of him; the clerk of a stationer-and-bookseller's next to the butcher's had heard of him, but he had never heard that he lived in Konigstrasse; he never had heard where he lived in Hamburg.

Complete March Family Trilogy William Dean Howells 1878

To a man they had not heard of Heine; even the owner of a sausage and blood-pudding shop across the way had not heard of him; the clerk of a stationer-and-bookseller's next to the butcher's had heard of him, but he had never heard that he lived in Konigstrasse; he never had heard where he lived in Hamburg.

Their Silver Wedding Journey — Volume 1 William Dean Howells 1878