the day finally came

My aunties and dad would always gather at my grandfather's place to celebrate special occassions. After dinner they would chat and laugh for hours and hours while the "kids" (some of us were old enough to have our own kids) would try to keep ourselves busy watching movies, playing games or having our own conversations. One time I wanted to know what they could possibly be spending so much time talking about, they would meet up quite often. I listened in and at that moment they were talking about pomelos. Everything pomelos. We always eat fruit after dinner and that nights fruit was pomelo. What was the chinese name, what does it taste like, was the one they were eating count as a good one, and how much they costed, where is the best place to buy them. They seemed SO excited!

Really?

I turned to my brother and asked him if we would talk about fruit like that one day. He said he hoped not.

Well that day has come. The fruit that did me in were these granny smith apples. Only 57 cents / pound at safeway. What a steal! This only matters to me because last month I sent $5 on apples from an asian grocery store. $5! Asian grocery stores are supposed to have the cheapest. Atleast they usually do. I always have a tough time reaching the $10 limit to get $1 off the hot food line. I gave up my desire to be ambitious andue those apples for an Alice Waters apple tart and bought a pie crust. Pie crusts (the refrigerated kind) are my new best friends. The pie crusts introduced me to my new friends Quiches. Apparently, in the south there are many types of quiches because when I told my roommates I was making one their first question was "what kind?" I must have been out of the south long enough. I don't discriminate these types of things.

Anyways, I have another apple tart to make, my quiche just came out of the oven and 57 cent/lb apples were one of the highlights of my day. There I'm announcing I've officially become one of those conversationalists I would have given one of my wow-you-are-old-I-wonder-if-you-have-hobbies-too look. And now I must go hammer something onto my wall before the roommates get home.

Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.5