Your feedback is our blood bank!

One of my the great pleasures in life is the humble menu. There's the wealth of choice, the anticipation that something yummy is coming, the risk that perhaps something yummy is not coming. And then there are menus that read like this:

Lickable lamb!
Burnt at the stake fish!
Chicken hearted!

It's impossible not to have an entertaining dinner conversation when provided with fodder such as this. However, I admit to being taken aback at the sign beneath the bar which I first read as: Your feedback is our bloodbath! Trick of the light, or I've been here too long. Either way, a second, startled glance revealed the truth: blood bank.

Okaaaaay.