Since I’m American I hadn’t really thought about the fact that vegetables are “real,” have a “finite lifespan” and are “local and delicious.” What a quaint idea.
Score-pa-cha-ta. I’ll try saying that when I choose not to eat a crispy, pink tomato in February and I’m being laughed at by real Americans.
Score-pa-cha-ta. Maybe they’ll think I’m pulling some Harry Potter stuff and won’t hit me.
Score-pa-cha-ta. Maybe they won’t eat pink tomatoes either.