SIL is from South America but English is mostly excellent...
Brother and SIL described to us a recent dinner party in great detail next time we met up, all lovely, but the pudding was bollocks according to my bro.
Several months later they came back from a meal, SIL almost in tears and bro definitely crying with laughter.
Waiter had come to take dessert order, and poor SIL had confidently said "I cannot see it on your menu, but I really love bollocks, do you serve them?"
As waiter and the rest of the table were left totally silent, poor SIL perservered "you know, with lots of cream and maybe some chocolate sauce to be a bit naughty"
By this point everyone was giggling but still not really sure what she was talking about, and she became more and more agitated shouting at my brother "why are you laughing, what is so funny, you know I like bollocks, what is the joke?"
Seriously, I don't know how they are still married. It is one of his favourite stories to tell everyone they meet.