My brother-in-law's quite pally with the owner. One day while chewing through a plate of Picaña he dropped by the table and offered up what looked like Chicken Kiev. "For my special friends - The Royal Jewels!" I asked what it was, turned out to be breaded testicles, delivered from the ring after the - ahem - "fight". We turned it down, later feeling guilty at how crestfallen he seemed when his gift was rejected.Next visit we called him over - "Tarik, look we'd really like to try those Royal Jewels, have you got them?" He clapped his hands and ran off to the kitchen, arriving back with a plate of what looked like a few deep-fried breaded shrimp drowning in garnish. We all peered in at the plate and quizzically back up at him. "That's… not what you had last time"."Today the bull won!" came his reply.
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