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Bosnian Thug Lyfe: Sheep Balls and Liquor

…Need I say more? I have to admit, this title holds little relevance to the actual experience I will soon tell, but I will keep this title simply because I think it’s funny and awesome. Saying “thug lyfe” no longer reminds me of 2Pac or gangster rap, but of cold beer, bitches and barbecues. Wait, that didn’t come out right… On with it.

The part of the title of this post that DOES hold relevance, is the Bosnian part. And the sheep balls and liquor. Good thing, because if this title was completely irrelevant, well, that would just be ridiculous.

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Bah-Bah Blacksheep, Roasting Away…

Since my lover happens to be from Bosnia, I get lots of chances to delve into his culture and experience fascinating things. This day of May 1st, which also happens to be an international European holiday (May Day), was one of the most interesting Bosnian experiences thus far. We had a great start – Lots of friends and family in the Spanish countryside, with a whole roasting lamb and lots of beer. Good start, indeed.

As the first of us gathered there early that morning, around 10 am, we enjoyed some Italian grappa in the surprisingly hot sun, lounging in the grass while the fire started to smolder. One of my favorite things to do while fairy-like frolicking amongst the green, is make daisy crowns. I feel really old-school, like a hippy badass from the Dazed and Confused movie, or something. My hope for fulfilling that cliche was totally ruined by the fact that my daisy crown was a total fail. Honestly, the daisies were too small. And my hands were sweaty. I was drunk. Blah.

A convenient water fountain for the alcohol. Yay.

A convenient water fountain for the alcohol. Yay.

After getting over my hippy poser-ness, by moving to the next cliche and smoking cigarettes, quietly, in a somewhat-of-a-corner with my hands in my pockets, I was ready for some Bosnian action. In this case, by action, I mean food action. When these guys cook, they don’t mess around. We had the hardcore, old school men, manning the fire and slicing up every part possible of the little  bah-bah blacksheep. Waste none! When I say every part, I mean two very specific parts: The liver, and the balls. Yep. Balls.

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That would be a sheep ball.

Now, I don’t know if it was the early morning grappa and beer, or the aroma of culture in the air, but something strange came over me at this moment. As the first parts of the lamb were being served onto the rustic picnic table, I nodded to my fellow senorita, and decided: This is the day, I will try lamb liver and lamb balls. And that’s exactly what I did. I started first with the liver, which I have never tried before, and I found it rather off. Ok, it was nasty. Just not my thing. Feeling brave and oh-so culturally sound, I picked up a slice of the fire-roasted ball, and ate it. I wish I could say I enjoyed it…but…it was intensely odd and not so appetizing. The texture was really soft and chewy and…Ok, I’ll stop there. I started describing this to people and they almost punched me.

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Finished Products. Almost.

This very unique taste-testing experience was probably the highlight of my day, the most outrageous, anyway. When the lamb was eventually roasted, I did give it a try, although I wasn’t a huge fan of that either. I am generally not one for meat, or weird meat at that. I thought ahead and brought myself a faggy little salad I made at home. As I say that, one meat dish that is very native to Bosnia comes to mind – Chevap. It’s basically pork, beef and spices in the form a little sausages. They are amazing and definitely one of my favorites.

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Chevap Sausage – Yum!

Other than eating and drinking lots of beer (conveniently stored in the water fountain, for optimal freshness), the day was spent hanging out in the grass  in the hot sun. I had more than a sunburn on my shoulders, I guess that will teach me for refusing sunblock in an attempt to “burn, then tan”, as the Swedish do. Not such a wise choice. I  have yet to mention, we were picnicking at a beautiful monastery, and since we were deep in the country, it genuinely looked like a scene out of The Godfather I. The mountains and never-ending green, with the semi-exotic tress, just like when Al Pacino was rippin’ it up in Sicily. That’s what I thought, anyway.

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See my Godfather/Sicily reference?

At some point, the fun had to end and the sun had to set. We eventually piled into the car before our last cigarettes, strapped ourselves in and prepared to return back to reality. This wonderful May Day created new friends, new experiences and some tender sunburns. But it was well worth it!

Pretty Monastery. Get your prayers on!

Pretty Monastery. Get your prayers on!

FIRST POST!! And Barcelona Is My Girlfriend

Ahhh, how refreshing it is to write on my personal blog again. Its been about 2 years and 3 countries later, but I have now decided to start documenting my thoughts and daily life on the internet. This could be a huge mistake, but I guess we’ll see…

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Walking To The Beach! (In October)

Its been 2 months since I have moved to lovely Barcelona, Spain from London, UK and I must say, I really love it. London was a place I thought I would never leave, but when I had the option for sun and beaches, well I guess the decision was easy!I have heard a weird story of some lady marrying a building, so do you think its possible that I marry a country?? I can’t say that would be ‘good’ publicity for my reputation – Or would it??

Considering this is the ‘first’ post of my newly transformed blog, please don’t hate on the fact that it has no structure or flow to it – Honestly, I am literally just rambling and spitting my thoughts out through my finger tips. I promise, next post wont be so scattered 😉

Let’s get to something interesting, I will give you some highlights of Barcelona, thus far…

Great Bars/Restaurants!

I have been to quite a few by now, both cheap and expensive, and I have to say, only about 1 disappointment (out of probably 60). The food is amazing and drinks, cheap, so it is very easy to have a great afternoon or night with friends without spending too much! There are some expensive clubs that are a great place to visit, however definitely more of an ‘indulgement’! I will be sure to highlight specific places in the near future!

Barcelona tapas

Barcelona Tapas

Great People and Atmosphere!

I have met some great people through friends or randomly, and it has been a very pleasing experience. People, in general, are very warm, and that makes a newbie like me feel very welcome. The laid-back environment of basically everywhere in this city is very catchy, even for city folk like me that can’t stand walking so damn slow on the walk ways (I either go with it or plan my fast paced route ahead!). However, I must say, the drivers are basically insane here and use their car horns as their own cursing device.

I have much more to say however its getting to be siesta time and I should really be getting to the local cava bar for some €4 cava (Catalonia champagne 😀 ). Life is hard!

I hope my scattered first entry was bareable for those who took time to read (Thank you!) and I promise to give you lots of interesting material (including pics and videos!!) – so stay tuned! Will also add my social media links as well!

And of course, comment below! Cheers and Adios!

 

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