Thursday, May 2, 2013

Pina Colada


I’ve taken to buying whole coconuts and pineapples at my local Mexican grocer. It’s my ambition to become the human Pina Colada. If I could figure out a way to ferment rum internally, I’d be in business.
            Picking coconuts isn’t as easy as it sounds. I’ve picked a couple of losers that were spoiled and sour inside. A coconut is a mysterious creature. I’ve learned some techniques for picking them online, but even with that knowledge it’s a crapshoot.
            The pineapples on the other hand have failed to disappoint. There’s a consistency there that is just astounding to me. They’re sweet and juicy. How can something so strange looking taste so good? Prickly, but sweet, like a nice man with a beard.   

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