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June 23, 2006

oh, veselka

Dear Veselka,

My roommate enjoyed her pierogies and the Ukrainian meatballs I ordered were delicious, but I have to admit I was given pause by their having arrived at my doorstep in a plastic bag labelled St Mark's Veterinary Hospital. Please, for the love of tasty meats and familiar beasts, never ever do that again.

Thanks,
Lia

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Ha ha. That's fantastic. I think it's just part of the Veselka charm. And really, they could serve it in a container marked "Dirty Needles" and I'd probably still eat it all. Great, now I'm in the mood for a raspberry cheese blintz.

I am wiping my eyes, the husband is wiping his eyes, you have been our laugh-therapy for the day and maybe the week!

Thanks for sharing that!

That was hysterical. Thank you. That's where I get my fat kitty's prescription diet food. I probably wouldn't even notice if the bag said Veselka...The other way around, however, is a different story....

The reason is probably because Veselka's owner is married to the vet who owns the veterinary hospital. It's actually a clever advertising gimmick, no?

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