You can never get enough Cow Blood

Sure the title of this Blog Post might sound strange but I like to call it one my Dad “isms”.  Dad used to auction off the juice that came off the Beef Roast or London Broil steak that mom would make.

The person that guessed the right number would win a glass of extremely salty beef juice which I guess was blood.

Here is enjoying a nice glass of it himself.  It’s in a wine glass there for effect.