go load up on cesos tacos. when they ask what you’re eating just tell them what it is, smile really big, then dig in with relish. Offer to share. if cesos is a little too hard core for you, menudo or lengua will have a good effect as well.
Menudo can be okay. Tasty but the texture weirded me out a bit. But then, I can eat haggis. You wanna scare your cow-orkers, bring in some andouillette sausage
Is this some whoosh? Really, would people be that grossed out by brain tacos? I mean, I don’t eat them, but they sell them in just about every single Mexican restaurant (of the thousands) in my city.
Use that thing that when you query it, it fires across a series of interconnected wires and uses some built-in algorhitm to narrow down possibilities to get to the answer and nearest-probable answer.
I’m uncertain why you think that would apply to NW Indiana. Despite the anti-immigration crowd’s insistence that the nation is being overrun by Mexican culture, there are still large swathes of the country that do not, in fact, have any idea what “cesos” might be.
Not to mention that Google thinks it’s “sesos” and can’t decide whether it’s the brains from cows, sheep, or pigs.
It was a simple honest question and deserved a simple honest answer, not snottiness.
Your Google is weird. Mine doesn’t try to correct it, and, seeing as I would assume the term is Spanish, looking up “cesos spanish” told me in the first link (without even clicking on it) that it was brains.
Hahahahahahaha! Not that you’re wrong, but there have been so many times I’ve wanted to say that here. But I just realized people do that. It helps if you interpret each snarky reply as an attempt at a joke.
So did Arizona and I don’t think non-Spanish speaking whites know what the hell it means around here. I think Diosa knew what it meant and so she’s assuming that everyone else does, too.