he found it scintillating not only to devour flesh from bones but also to split the softened bones with his canines and use their splinters to dig out marrow and eat

if he were an animal and had to die to feed someone hed wish someone like he would eat him

                                                                                                 he believed waste not want not he ate organs tripe sweetbread brains feet it was offal those who are less-versed might think he misspelled awful he tried and relished as many ethnic delicacies as he could find or was offered  

he understood his tastes were informed by his ethnic Polish family he was a second-generation American his mother and fathers sides arrived in the early 1900s he didnt know much of his fathers side – seems his father wasnt curious – his maternal grandmother arrived under the sponsorship of her uncle and ended up in Indianahis grandfather arrived at Ellis Island four years later to the day on the same ship his grandmother arrived he wasnt familiar with his grandfathers entry however he fought in the First World War as did his paternal grandfather

once he took up housekeeping in California he realised that Mexicans and Polish ate similarly it was liberating  oxtail heart  kidneys they werent available at regular American grocers evidently white peopleOops their clientele didnt have a hankering for rare thick-cut liver 

                                       no surprise living in Minnesota when he bought offal he bought just enough for his meal his wife and children wouldnt partake his wife made something different and during dinner the three of them made fun of him and fake-retched as he ate

since leaving Chicago as a teenager he couldnt find a good restaurant or any place to buy fresh and smoked Polish sausage -- Hillshire does not make Polish sausage they only call it that – neither kiszka kaszanka blood sausage tame gwumpki stuffed cabbage rolls or pierogies which where filled with plum cottage cheese or sauerkraut

one thing his ethnic upbringing and foods informed if push ever came to shove cannibalism wouldnt be a reach

he once told his Maw about the rugby team whose plane went down in the Andes to survive they resorted to cannibalism UGH. I’d never. Maw your life hangs in the balance Never. Youd prefer to die I’d die. he rubbed his hands together enthusiastically and obscenely smacked his lips Well babe just more for me to eat

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