Dude. Thanks!
Well, my adventurousness with food may have gotten a little out of hand this last trip. We went out in El Paso to a great little Mex place where you had to ask for the waitress that speaks Ingles. We were definately the only folks speaking English. There were several big family parties going on. The Mariachi band cracked me up. "Seven Dollars. One song, ok? Do you want Ciolito Lindo?" What I really wanted was the Texas Tornados' "Hey Baby, Que Pa So" Heh heh. If I remembered more of my Spanish, I would have talked him down to maybe 3 songs for seven dollars. Heh.
Anyway. One of the guys sez, "I'm going to order an appetizer! It's a surprise!" So he surprised us with Tripas. They were ... ok. They would have been better if maybe they tasted better. Tripas were a little pile of brown, fried tubes that you piled in a little tortilla with lime and guacamole. So, little brown tubes... yes they were deep fried beef intestines. So this morning I wanted to read a little more about them and found this. Seems tripas are more-or-less banned for mad cow concerns. And I guarantee that those particular tripas were brought up from Mexico and not from Australia where there's been no mad cow. Great. heh.