There’s nothing better than getting to sleep-in over the weekend and having a tasty breakfast. Not only do you get to catch up on some much needed sleep but you get to indulge in Sunday Brunch.
One of my favorite things to do is go to a Sunday Brunch at a local restaurant. I have two that I really enjoy: The Jolly Roger and El Toritos. The first time I had brunch at El Toritos there was a huge line for something in a big black pot. I thought to myself if there’s a huge line for this it MUST be good. The item in the big black pot was in fact menudo. For those that don’t know, menudo is tripe or the stomach lining of a cow. I’ve never tried menudo so I get in line and wait my turn. As I approach the pot, I smell something not so pleasant. I’m hoping it’s not the menudo. I grab a bowl and pour a ladleful into my bowl.
I take my bowl of menudo back to the table and Jeff asks me, “You do know what that is right?”
I reply, “Yup”
Jeff rolls his eyes and retorts, “OK”
So I grab my spoon and pick through the soup flipping over a chuck of menudo reveals the white honeycomb like structure. My stomach protests at the mere sight. It looks absolutely disgusting! I hesitantly put the honeycomb chunk into my mouth. Jeff is staring at me with a questioning look on his face. My eyes open wide as I’m trying to force myself to chew and not vomit. I squint my eyes as I quickly chew then swallow. Jeff is laughing.
Unaware of the volume of my voice I apparently shouted, “OH MY GOD THAT TASTES LIKE ASS!”
Jeff lovingly replies “Why don’t you speak up, I don’t think everyone heard you”
The people around our table give me nasty looks as I’m scraping my tongue with my napkin.
That foul not so pleasant smell was the menudo! The taste just keeps lingering on my tongue and all I envision is sweaty ass. Granted I’ve never actually tasted sweaty ass, but I’m pretty sure that menudo is akin to sweaty ass. How can anyone eat this?! I look around the restaurant and there are bowls aplenty, full of menudo. The line for the menudo pot has at least fifteen people in queue. I just don’t understand. Am I missing something?
Maybe it wasn’t that bad… Maybe my mind just made me think it tastes bad… To my own astonishment I take another spoonful just to make sure. Jeff just shakes his head in dismay.
Yup… Tastes like Sweaty Ass!
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