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Ox tail soup. I walked into the carniceria with the wife. Spanish ensues at a pace faster than I could hear, never mind understand. Dude walks to the counter and presents a tail, complete with the little bubble of hair on the end. More rapid-fire Spanish and I'm glancing around to peak and some brown chi-chis. Dude comes back with the traditional butcher paper, and I feel these round disks in there.
Later that night, wifey hands me a bowl that smells great. "Cola de res" she says. I take a taste of the broth, great stuff. Then I see the little disks with bone in the middle.
"Honey, we make enough money that we can afford to eat the regular parts of the cow. Throw a few colas in there, but also get some stew chunks to throw in there so I don't have to gnaw on some tail"
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