Recently, some friends of Tucos were here entertaining a visitor from Rwanda. They sat, opened the menus, and began the small talk. Quickly they noticed something was wrong with their visitor. A certain expression, a certain quiet, a certain smirk. They asked. He politely responded nothing is wrong. They asked again, and he confessed. The first item of the menu is our Kumamoto Oysters (from Hog Island- perhaps the best oysters on the North American Pacific coast) translate to "flaming vagina" in his country. In honor of this coincidence, I ordered him a batch of Kumamoto oysters, which he loved. But he did recommend changing the name if we ever open a Tucos in Rwanda.