Originally posted by Ross When I get back home, I can have my mummy or daddy catch you one and kill it and send it to ya??
Well i dont know about your parents killing one but if you would be willing to send me over some Haggis, Kippers and Black Pudding id gladly paypal you the $$$.
Im serious just recently ive been craving all this stuff
Originally posted by European Lee Well i dont know about your parents killing one but if you would be willing to send me over some Haggis, Kippers and Black Pudding id gladly paypal you the $$$.
Im serious just recently ive been craving all this stuff
Regards,
Lee
What part of the US are you in i'll see what I can do.
Black Pudding is good, as long as it's real and has the blood.
Originally posted by European Lee Well i dont know about your parents killing one but if you would be willing to send me over some Haggis, Kippers and Black Pudding id gladly paypal you the $$$.
Im serious just recently ive been craving all this stuff
Regards,
Lee
erm I'd do it for ya no problem, I wouldn't even ask you for the money.
One thing tho, this stuff is all fresh and needs to be refrigerated..... How long would it take to get to ya?
Are their no European delis where you live? You can buy that stuff all over the place up here, but the part of Canada I live in is very British...
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You can usually track down a local welsh/scottish choir or community centre, and they can tell you. The local one here does an annual Robbie Burns Day dinner with haggis and the works.
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