Thursday, July 19, 2007
Tough Cookies
You know, every now and then, I actually manage to convince myself that I've seen everything, or at least most of it. After all, I am here for over 5 years!
And yet....
Today, after finally getting my car back from the garage, where she spent 3 days (3 days!!!), and got herself a brand new water pump and thermostat and center vent unit and the back brake light fixed per VW recall (let's not talk of how much it all cost... money is not everything), I cheerfully went shopping in my favorite Trader Joe's.
There I was, with my little basket, skipping among the shelves like a Red Riding Hood, catching up on groceries and looking for something sweet to have at home for times of craving. Something sweet and yet not too harmful for the figure and conscience - - - Aha! That would be Lady Fingers!
Looked all over, poked around the baked goods, dismissing with a critical look all the fatty cookies and the chocolate covered goods - nothing.
One of the guys who work there was busying himself restocking the bread shelf. I must have looked lost and desperate, as he turned to me and asked "Can I help you find something?". (that's one thing I like about Trader Joe's - they don't Ma'am you).
"I can't find Lady Fingers. Where would they be?", I shared my pondering with him.
"Oh", he said, looking at me a bit weird. "They are seasonal".
"Seasonal????". (that would be a very surprised crescendo on my account)
"Yes. Seasonal", he repeated patiently, being used to dumb customers who are not familiar with the seasons and local produce. "They'll be back towards end of November".
Yeah, makes sense... Sure.... Even, Duh!?
Y'see, Lady Fingers, due to their delicate and dissolving nature, don't like the harsh summer heat. The rare Lady Fingers bushes blossom towards April, perfuming the air with their exotic aroma of eggs and sugar-powder, and reaching full bloom in May. Come July, they just wilt away, swooning with faint sighs. Too hot for the dainty petals, I presume. As in, "I'm a lady"
Then, as October arrives, summoning cool winds and bestowing us with scents of first rain, the flowers that hibernated all summer come to life, turn into long fruit that reach their peak at mid-November, get hand-picked by California virgins at the break of dawn, as the dew is still glistening on the pinkish heart-shaped lady-like leaves, and after being carefully peeled and preciously packed, we get to have them, fresh and crisp and alluring.
SEASONAL COOKIES?????
WTF???
Until the right season, I got some chocolate-covered biscotti.
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Anyway, the post is much better with my vesion, and thus I shall stick to it!
James, OK now, what part of "Something sweet and yet not too harmful for the figure and conscience" was unclear?... ;-)
Still, for the occasion of your visit, could be fun to make Tiramisu!
Okra is definitely better for your waistline than cookies though, as long as it's boiled, not fried.
;-)
Usually not the thing people crave... not boiled anyway.
At least with cocoa, I could understand, as cocoa actually does grow on trees (it's the coolest fruit!).
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