chopt

We tried chopt the other day for the first time and I have to say it was frightening experience.

The NY Post Can Toss My Salad Anytime | Midtown Lunch - Finding Lunch in the Food Wasteland of NYC's Midtown Manhattan 2008

Lunch nice detailed description of the whole chopt experience, similar to ours i think.

Chop’t is as Terrifying As You Would Think | Midtown Lunch - Finding Lunch in the Food Wasteland of NYC's Midtown Manhattan 2008

So I has to get owt his ‘sharing plates’ yogurt topz and put chopt up pastas in it for hims.

I Has Noodls - Lolcats 'n' Funny Pictures of Cats - I Can Has Cheezburger? 2007

And with that hee caused his head to be chopt off.

The iournal of frier William de Rubruquis a French man of the order of the minorite friers, vnto the East parts of the worlde. An. Dom. 1253. 2004

And with that hee caused his head to be chopt off.

The Principal Navigations, Voyages, Traffiques and Discoveries of the English Nation 2003

And being called to come vnto the king he turned himselfe about as if hee would haue saluted him, and lifting vp his glittering axe, he chopt the kings head quite off at a blow.

The Principal Navigations, Voyages, Traffiques and Discoveries of the English Nation 2003

[Sidenote: Solde of Venice] Their horsemen haue only sixe soldes Venetian a day, and prouender for their horses, but truth I maruell how they liue being so hardly fed, for all the sommer they feede only vpon chopt strawe and barley, for hay they haue none, and yet they be faire, fat and seruiceable.

The Principal Navigations, Voyages, Traffiques and Discoveries of the English Nation 2003

Clay passed up. the Doctors colt begins to eat chopt feed. heard of the death of Mrs. Langs daughter in George Town.

Ferry Hill Plantation journal : January 4, 1838-January 15, 1839, 1961

Enoch brought from the mill 5 Bushels Rye chopt Mr. Miller sent word that the carriage was repaired. brought from mill 2 1/2 Bushel Corn meal.

Ferry Hill Plantation journal : January 4, 1838-January 15, 1839, 1961

But swore by the Lord they went down like chopt hay.

Quaint Gleanings from Ancient Poetry Edmund Goldsmid