Skip to comments.Serbia using testicle cooking competition to lure tourists
Posted on 08/17/2010 5:25:55 PM PDT by Free ThinkerNY
TOURISM chiefs in Serbia are hoping their annual testicle cooking competition will do for the region what whisky did for Scotland.
The Testicle Cooking World Championship in Ozrem takes place for the seventh time this year and is open to cooks from all over the world.
Dishes, said to have aphrodisiac qualities, are made from the testicles of animals including bull, wild boar, horse, shark, ostrich, kangaroo, donkey, turkey, goat, reindeer and elk.
Organisers admit they rarely get chefs from abroad, but they are hoping the festival will start to attract international visitors to sample the food.
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YOU can try taking his.
I never have, but have some hunting buddies who happened to be in the Rockies at the time the ranchers were castrating bulls, and the menu that evening featured mountain oysters. Sliced thin and fried, they were reportedly a decent meal.
They sell ‘em in some of the fanciest steak houses in Ft. Worth, Texas. Just order the calf fries.
Yes! I could have cried when the only local restaurant that served them (on Friday—’fish [LOL] day’—only) was bought out & turned into a casino with just fast food.
>> Any freepers actually eaten these?
You bet. Properly prepared, “calf fries” (another euphemism for bull nuts) are great!
There’s a restaurant in Austin that serves “lamb fries”. Those are my personal favorite.
And I’ve had beef pecker in “hot pot” in Taiwan. That I could take or leave.
Oh yeah, and “shirako” — a kind of sushi. I’ll let you look that one up yourself.
“Big Balls in Cowtown” by Bob Wills.
I'll ping a couple of experts!
Thanks. A lot of good info.
Thanks for the ping, Martin!
Those wacky Serbs
In my country we eat the tesicles. iz nice
Or AC/DC singing “We’ve Got Big Balls”
A guy was traveling in Mexico when he realized that he lost his wallet and ID. He figured the best thing was to get back the the US ASAP.
When he got to the border, he explained the situation to the guard who said “I understand your situation, but you still have to prove you’re an American”.
So, the guy says “I don’t like to brag, but a while back I had pictures of Jimmy Carter and Bill Clinton tattooed on my butt cheeks. If that doesn’t prove I’m American, nothing will.”
The guard was skeptical. He said “This I gotta see!”
So, the guy dropped his pants, and sure enough, there was a picture of Jimmy Carter on one butt cheek, and Bill Clinton on the other.
The guard was suitably impressed, and said “Well, I never would have believed it, but you’re right. Welcome back to America and have a good trip back to Chicago!”
The guy was puzzled. “I am from Chicago, but how did you know?”
The guard said “It was the picture of Barack Obama in the middle”.