Sometimes (quite often, actually) at one of my favourite tavernas I see chalked on the blackboard "SIMERA PATSA"
At first I smiled, and thought that whoever wrote "SIMERA PATSA" could not spell "pasta". Then I found out that PATSA is tripe. I've been eating at that taverna for 25 years, but have never (yet?) tried PATSA.
Reading about PATSA, it sounds like a year round version of Easter soup. And I have eaten Easter soup several times. At first I didn't really like Easter soup, but it gradually grew on me, and now I quite like the broth, if not the miniature inner tube like bits sulking at the bottom of the bowl.
If you'd like to read more about PATSA, look at Matt Barrett's article "Patsa and Goodness".
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