Testicular Fortitude
I had a great lunch over at PO Pears today. I went with the Rhythm and Bleus burger, while my dining companion, Husker Pilot, opted for a more traditional boring burger. But that wasn’t the story of the day. Nope, the real story was dessert: a heapin’ helpin’ of fried testicles. Mmmm! It was my first experience with Rocky Mountain oysters, and I’ve got to say I was impressed. They were a little chewier than I expected, but the flavor was fantastic. In fact, they were good enough that they may have created a new customer for the annual Testicle Festival at the Round the Bend Steakhouse this summer.
On a more general note, PO Pears is a great restaurant. What a wacky place. Every city needs a screwy restaurant like that.
The Comments
D.M.B. March 1, 2006 at 7:37pm
how can testicals be considered dessert?
Mr. Wilson March 2, 2006 at 8:30am
Easy: dessert = anything eaten after the main course. Granted, it’s a broad definition. But it works for me!
D.M.B. March 2, 2006 at 1:19pm
what if your testicals were the main course and the burgers were the appitizer. sorry, that explination doesn’t fly with me.