After his day's sightseeing, an American touring Spain stopped at a local restaurant. While sipping his wine, he noticed a sizzling, scrumptious- looking platter being served at the next table. Not only did it look good, the smell was wonderful. He asked the waiter:"Tell me, g-a-r-c-o-n, what is that you just served?"
The waiter, slightly irritated at being thought to be French, nevertheless, smiled and replied:"Ah senor, you have excellent taste! That is our bull-fighting special and those are B-B-Q'd balls of the unlucky toro, the bull who died this morning while the crowd cheered the victorious matador. It is a Spanish delicacy!"
The American, though momentarily daunted when he learned the origin of the dish said:
"What the hell, I'm on vacation! Bring me the bull's balls, pronto!"
The waiter replied: "I am so sorry senor. There is only one serving a day, since there is only one bull fight each morning. If you come early tomorrow and place your order, we will be sure to be able to serve you this delicacy!"The next morning, the American returned and the waiter quickly made his way over and said.
"The bullfight has just finished. Would you like to order the special for tonight?
The Americas tourist remembered their conversation and said:
"Sure, B-B-Q those bulls balls for me - I'll be there."
That evening, he was served the one and only special delicacy of the day. After a few bites, he called to the waiter and said:
"These are really excellent, the garlic the tomato, perfect but I have to say, these balls are much, much smaller than the ones I saw you serve yesterday!"
The waiter smirkingly replied:
"Si, senor! Sometimes the bull, he wins!"
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3 comments:
Good one!
I love it!
Now, that is funny. I was thinking to myself how the he was such a moron for using garcon to a Spanish waiter but then I saw the waiter was thinking the same thing. A nice ending to, remind me never to have bull's balls while in Spain.
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