Well, I didn't see that coming. Last week I asserted that it was no crime to make a quiche with pastry that had a little blood in it. I expected a response. I didn't expect the epistolary dam to burst and a deluge of correspondence to overwhelm me.
The respondents fell into three groups. The first is what the advertising reptiles would call the target market - people who had bled into their pastry, gone on to cook it and lived with their guilt ever since.
All expressed gratitude for my having brought this matter out into the open at