With all the fine wines, art, and smelly cheese dominating Paris, well-placed anatomical jokes are sadly rare. Thankfully, one new restaurant is serving up its specialty with a side of immature puns. Behold: Balls.
Similar in structure to New York's Meatball Shop, Balls offers patrons a choice of beef, lamb, chicken, pork, or veggie meatballs. They'll then dip your balls in either tomato or yogurt sauce. One order'll cost you 10 Euros (about $13.70), but you can also pair your big, meaty balls with sides such as polenta and mushroom risotto for 6 Euros ($8.21) more.
Probably the best part, though, is the staff uniform. Servers all proudly wear shirts that say "Eat my balls", eschewing the whole snooty waiter stereotype and causing you to giggle uncontrollably. Be sure to pay them a visit on your next romantic(?) trip to the City of Lights, then prattle on about having balls in your mouth.
Kristin Hunt is a food/drink staff writer for Thrillist. Before that, she ran a massive Dunk-a-Roo cartel out of her college dorm room until the game got too rough. Follow her at @kristin_hunt.