black pudding

"I'm not going to be fooled by you, you infernal black pudding," cried Mole, exasperated beyond measure.

The mother said nothing, but gave him a large dish of black pudding, and Marleen still wept without ceasing.

And before you could say Jack Robinson, there the goodman sat and his nose was the longer for a noble link of black pudding.

Here is something extraordinarily attractive—Black Pudding Maker.

Then Lisa finished eating her black-pudding, and wiped her fingers on the edge of her apron.