Mah-tay huh? On the topic of local delicacies, try this. Name, describe, locate, show picture.

 

Yes, it was Mate minus the Ma to get the tay sound. The grow it in California in near wear I live and sell it in bottles like ice tea.

 

that's the best watch image I could download. Oh well. Fun's fun.

Having fun, wishing for a 289
kfw

 

Small wonder I didn’t have a clue! I may have sampled some of that, several years ago. A Chinese friend gave me an Oriental soft drink in a can, with “stuff” floating in it. I nearly . I didn’t finish it! Try my rebus (above) about yet another local delicacy! Good luck with it!

 

I think your answer is correct, but you didn’t name the subject. This rebus had nothing to do with the rebus in which Mitt Romney was the answer. Name the curly headed subject of your answer, and I’ll give you an award.

 

Shelby...Carroll Shelby. Don't know what happened there. Anyway, thanks for the go again. You're the best.

this really is fun.
kfw

 

It tastes similar to regular tea, but more bitter in my opinion.

 

In St. John's River Valley New Brunswick!

 

I admit, I had some assistance from Google. We eat fiddle heads (young ferns) in the NW US, but I didn't know where. I saw the outhouses and googled "fiddle heads johns" is that cheating?

 

The clues are- violin scroll = fiddle
Porta potties = heads

Fiddleheads! You got it!

 

Another local (to me) delicacy.

 

Rocky Mountain Oysters!

 

Rocky Mountain Oysters by the look of it.
Never heard of them though...!

 

Sheep's testicles, I believe.

 

Intriguing. Need to brush up my American culture.

 

Well done @wagudc and @Transitus Rocky Mountain Oysters it is! I hadn’t heard about sheep’s knackers, but I know they operate on the young male cattle with a carpet knife! snap on a tight elastic, then “snick”, instant Rocky Mountain Oysters. I attended a round up several years ago, where they were turning bull calves into steers, inoculating and branding. A different experience for a city slicker. They cooked the knackers right there, and many of those from the ranches around indulged in these tidbits. I stuck to steak. The teen aged girls did the knackering! Is there no shame?

 

What a great experience. I think 'Rocky Mountain Oysters' might become my favourite euphemism!

 

It's an early form of sports "doping." They are rich in testosterone.

 

A few photos from a round-up and knackerfest out here on the prairies of Western Canada. Cowboys from miles around load their quarter horses into their stock trailers, and descend on the site. Mothers are separated from their calves, and you never heard such a racket in your life! Then the fun starts. The steers get the worst of it! Knackered, branded, inoculated, all in one brief moment in time.