Blood and feta cheese in what blog can these two be combined - in mine!

When my husband was in the military service he was for sometime placed in Athens at the supermarket for officers and their families. They can buy food for a discounted price there. One day a fellow conscript (värnpliktig) worked behind the counter and an officer wanted to buy feta cheese. It is then cut manually after how many grams he wanted. The conscript/värnpliktig asked my husband and the other soldiers:- Do you know what happened today? I accidentally cut my finger when slicing the feta cheese and then gave the officers his feta cheese with blood on it and the officer refused to take it! I am really surprised that he did not want the feta cheese! My husband did not know what to respond...the man was obviously not mentally sane.