Friday, February 19
we have a testicle restaurant
in Stoke Newington, there are photographs of testicles and Tripadvisor reviews stuck in the window, this review is my favourite:
Went with my husband as, despite having lived here for nearly 4 years, we'd never been and we wanted to try the famous testicles. Busy, buzzing atmosphere on arriving. Husband ordered lambs' testicles. I, being less brave, ordered the ribs. Told there would be a 30 minute wait for testicles so ordered humus with lamb.
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is it wrong to really be LOL at this? xoxox
ReplyDeleteor even to ROFL xxoo
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ReplyDeleteUh, humus please.
You don't want to go looking too closely in their window LX
DeleteHalf an hour? Really? Perhaps whoever had testicular ownership fought back?
ReplyDeleteOr maybe just a really-in-demand dish!
DeleteI too tend to favor hummus over testicles these days. Hoping for a change.
ReplyDeletexor
I suspect that you're a hummus-making queen - don't change! xx
DeleteMisread as: humans with lamb.
ReplyDeleteYou can see where my mind was at.
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but understandbale
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