Wednesday, August 24, 2005
Sabres Orgasm
Guys. No really, guys.
Do you know what this is a picture of? Do you know how significant this is? Cause I certainly didn't believe it when I saw it.
This, everyone, is a picture of the four prickly pears that made it home with me all the way from Plaza Fiesta.
The story goes, I wanted to check out the Marshall's in PF because I thought that I would find some designer items that the Buford Highway population didn't know was designer. And I was right -- I found lots of PD&C, Sergio Valente and S4AM jeans. But thats another story... The point is, in my effort to find a parking space, I saw a few stores that were carrying traditional cowboy boots and hats, and being on a mission to find the best boots ever, I thought that hitting up these Mexican locales could be a good idea. That's not really the point, but hold on a sec and you'll see my point.
Now in all honesty, I thought that PF was a strip mall, and so I tried entering the stores from the outside entrances with little success. Little did I know, PF is in fact an enclosed mall (that just so happens to be in the theme of a south-of-the-border cowboy outpost) and the stores located within can only be entered from inside. And so after my Marshall's excursion, I continued in the direction of the boot store (just to find out that these "traditional" Mexican boots cost upwards of $400) and glanced over the kiosks that were posted in the center of the main mall hall, when all of a sudden ---
I did a serious double take (one that could have been mistaken for involuntary whiplash) when I saw a few plastic containers with greenish fruit inside stacked near another stack of containers containing mixed fruit salad. I quickly concluded that there was no way that what I saw was for real,continued on my way, in disbelief that those greenish fruits could possibly be a reality on the continent of North America, but then turned right back around to inspect the vision that tured out to be....sabres!!
Sabres to me are prickly pears to you, but what is so significant about these sabres is that they are yellowish-greenish and not that awful magenta color that you normally see them in, here in the US. These sabres were from Israel, I'm telling you!! Ok, maybe not, but please let me be all nostalgic about it because I am really excited about this.
Here's the deal: in the middle of PF, there is a woman that sells all sorts of fruit in plastic containers (the kind that flip open and are normally used at salad bars). Trust that I didn't notice much beyond the sabres, but what did end up in my field of vision was the mixed fruit, coconut slices and mango, all peeled and ready to go. She'll ask you in Spanish if you want crema or sugar or cinnamon or honey on your fruit, charge you $3 and send you off on your merry way. And boy was I merry! I took my virgin sabres home with me (one didn't even make it to my car) and sliced one open for you to see.
I'm all tingly just thinking about it!
