Chicken Testicles Sautéed with Garlic???
Yes, the dish described above was on the menu last night. As were a few other types of testicles. And no, I didn’t order it, nor did anyone with whom I was dining. I think that I may be fine with staying away from organs and glands in general. Because really – even if I were up for it, I can’t see how chicken testicles could possibly be filling, unless you were to sacrifice the fertility of generations upon generations of chickens.
Dinner was fun – and my friend T promised to show me around
I had breakfast with R this morning, my French colleague, and we spoke entirely in French the whole time. He was quite patient with me, but I don’t think I sounded like a total idiot, so that was pleasant. I also managed not to fall into the mode of translating everything in my head before I said it, which is a total disaster. It was nice, though – and my French comprehension is still quite good, it’s just coming up with the actual words on my own that is the problem.
Okay – some observations about
One other thing that I’ve noticed is that there tend to be these mini shopping districts, where an entire street, or at least a cluster of blocks, will be lined with stores that all sell the same thing – if not exactly the same thing, then the same genre. There’s the toy street, with brilliantly colored plastic-coated boxes stuffing the storefronts (lots of which seem to be hot pink – faux Barbies, perhaps?), along with stuffed animals that look like the ones you can win at a carnival, and toy trucks piled up to the ceiling. Then there’s the sports street, jammed with places to buy tennis rackets, athletic shoes, sports-appropriate clothing, and a few stores that sell nothing but trophies. (Anyone want one? For a small fee, you can have proof that you’re a world-class badminton champion!) There’s the shoe street, the hat street, and all kinds of others. It’s interesting.
Before I left, I bought a mini-mouse (no, not Minnie Mouse), with a USB plug and retractable cord – very convenient for travel, and generally quite handy. Well, I wasn’t looking too closely at the package, I just saw the essentials – USB, retractable cord, optical mouse, etc. What I didn’t see until I got it home was that it’s a kaleidoscope mouse. It’s got some kind of fiber optic light show going on inside the body, and honestly, it’s the kind of thing that I’d be inclined to mock and then move away from. In fact, I often remark to myself on its lame-nitude, because I’m not one for cutesiness of any kind. And my mouse that flashes rainbow colors totally qualifies as cutesy. But it’s functional, and way less irritating than using the little touchpad, especially if I’m going to be doing some mapping, so I’m keeping it. Despite the ET-like red glow that it’s currently emitting.
Phone home, indeed.
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