I enjoy blood sausage, but probably not enough to seek it out. I think my grandmother used to serve it when I was a kid, and I am sure I had it once or twice when we were in Spain, kind of “by accident.”
What I get hungry for every Christmas is the “opposite” sausage, the Boudin Blanc. Wow, yum, those are really pretty special. I’m not even positive what is inside, I think probably veal, chicken, cream, and wonderful spices. It’s just a splendid flavor. You might think the Bavarian Weißwurst would be similar, but to my palate the Weißwurst is much less interesting. I enjoy it but I wouldn’t go out of my way to find one. Whereas I am already plotting to get Louise to buy me some Boudin Blanc from one of those gourmet shops down in Princeton.
My Polish/German grandmother used to make blood soup. As a kid I thought it was the most disgusting thing I had ever seen. I like blood sausage. I would imagine I’d probably like the soup now.