My husband grew up near a Scottish bakery,ate black pudding and liked it. ( this was in detroit) Years later he drove over to the old
neighborhood to pick up some meat pies (yummy! ) Came home with some black pudding too.I had know idea what it was . As I was
frying it up I could tell something wasn't right. It looked weird, so I said " does this have BLOOD in it? yuck!!!!but he liked it. I told him
he can cook it his self if he ever gets it again..... Thats the last I ever saw of black pudding.....He still get's the meat pies.. LOL