This is nothing profound, but still amusing enough to share. Jon and I have found another somewhat Americanized grocery store not far from us that we've been visiting the last couple of Saturdays. Not knowing my way around as well I found myself searching for the flour. It's easy to miss as they only sell it in one pound bags and in a small section of baking needs - separate ISLE from the sugar, baking powder and soda, or vanilla, etc. I finally solicited Jon's help and he took it upon himself to ask for directions (impressive, is it not?). He found a store employee and asked him in his improved Spanish where the orina was. He asked a couple more times and still all he got was a funny look. Not far behind, I approached the employee and asked where the harina was. He immediately pointed to the isle, we thanked him and headed for the flour. Jon, confused, couldn't decipher what the difference was with what I had asked for and for what he had asked. At the flour he suddenly started laughing and explained that what he had asked for was actually URINE!
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Shopping in "Spanish"
I suspect that some of you may think I have nothing more to blog than my children. Although I love them dearly and love blogging them, I do in fact have more (though not much) on my mind than my little ones.
This is nothing profound, but still amusing enough to share. Jon and I have found another somewhat Americanized grocery store not far from us that we've been visiting the last couple of Saturdays. Not knowing my way around as well I found myself searching for the flour. It's easy to miss as they only sell it in one pound bags and in a small section of baking needs - separate ISLE from the sugar, baking powder and soda, or vanilla, etc. I finally solicited Jon's help and he took it upon himself to ask for directions (impressive, is it not?). He found a store employee and asked him in his improved Spanish where the orina was. He asked a couple more times and still all he got was a funny look. Not far behind, I approached the employee and asked where the harina was. He immediately pointed to the isle, we thanked him and headed for the flour. Jon, confused, couldn't decipher what the difference was with what I had asked for and for what he had asked. At the flour he suddenly started laughing and explained that what he had asked for was actually URINE!
This is nothing profound, but still amusing enough to share. Jon and I have found another somewhat Americanized grocery store not far from us that we've been visiting the last couple of Saturdays. Not knowing my way around as well I found myself searching for the flour. It's easy to miss as they only sell it in one pound bags and in a small section of baking needs - separate ISLE from the sugar, baking powder and soda, or vanilla, etc. I finally solicited Jon's help and he took it upon himself to ask for directions (impressive, is it not?). He found a store employee and asked him in his improved Spanish where the orina was. He asked a couple more times and still all he got was a funny look. Not far behind, I approached the employee and asked where the harina was. He immediately pointed to the isle, we thanked him and headed for the flour. Jon, confused, couldn't decipher what the difference was with what I had asked for and for what he had asked. At the flour he suddenly started laughing and explained that what he had asked for was actually URINE!
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4 comments:
Okay that is really funny! One pound bags huh! I just bought a 50lb bag from Costco. What do they use instead of flour?
lol! That was awesome! *aahhh* (do you have a Costco card? At least Costco has a pack of about 8 1-lb bags together... that's what I always did - though I usually had to ask where it was *WHY is it not by the BAKING stuff?!?*)
Hi! I had to rack my brain & look @ several pics before i recognized you. It has just been so long! Your girls are adorable & a 3rd baby on the way is so exciting! Good luck w/ everything.. & i can't wait to see pics!
Ha! I know how you feel, Jon! One time a man came to my door with food. Just a week earlier a lady came by selling tamales. I assumed this guy was selling too. He kept saying caliente, por favor. He was also saying other words, which I didn't understand. He handed me the food. I asked him as well as I could, if it was free. "Gratis?" He nodded. So I tasted his food. It was really cold, not hot or spicy! To my horror, I finally realized the other word he was saying. "Micrienda(sp?)." Which means microwave.
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