I’m going to tell you a true story. My parents have a working cattle ranch and about once a year, all of the young male cattle have to be neutered. Some people may think this is a cruel process, and I don’t disagree. But it is what it is, I guess. It’s not my ranch. After this long day is done, it’s customary for the cowboys who did all the work to gather up all of the severed parts that are left over (the test!cles from the calves) and fry them up and eat them. They call them calf fries. I think they batter them in cornmeal with an egg or milk wash. I confess I’ve tried them. There’s nothing special about how they taste, and I couldn’t stop thinking about the pain the little calves had suffered, so this wasn’t for me. But it’s a tradition that’s been going on for a lot longer than I’ve been alive, and as I said, it is what it is. The Texas guy in the joke below who visited a restaurant in Spain had an interesting experience, and I’ll bet a lot of those calves I’ve known think he got just what he deserved. Enjoy this hilarious joke!
A big Texan stopped at a local restaurant following a day roaming around in Spain.
While sipping his wine, he noticed a sizzling, scrumptious looking platter being served at the next table.
Not only did it look good, but the smell was also wonderful.
He asked the waiter,
‘What is that you just served?’
The waiter replied,
‘Si senor, you have excellent taste! Those are called Cojones de Toro, bull’s test!cles from the bull fight this morning. A delicacy!’
The Texan said,
‘What the heck, bring me an order.’
The waiter replied,
‘ I am so sorry senor. There is only one serving per day because there is only one bull fight each morning. If you come early and place your order, we will be sure to serve you this delicacy.’
The next morning, the Texan returned, placed his order, and that evening was served the one and only special delicacy of the day.
After a few bites, inspecting his platter, he called to the waiter and said,
‘These are delicious, but they are much, much smaller than the ones I saw you serve yesterday.’
The waiter shrugged his shoulders and replied,
‘Si, Senor. Sometimes the bull wins.’
