Supermarkets have bars inside. Brilliant.
The 'juice-box'-style container (see photo) is apparently underused in the United States. It can be used for anything: milk, tomato juice, orange juice, or even cheap wine.
Milk and eggs: these do not need to be refigerated before opening.
Bread, however, does need to be refigerated before opening.
Do not buy peanut butter in Spain. Just ... just don't.
If you buy fruit in Spain, simply bringing it up to the cashier isn't enough. She'll yell at you, and say that you need a bag, or a bagger, or something. So you'll go back and get a bag. When you return with the bag, she will examine it as if you've given her a bag filled with assorted roadkill. No, she'll say incredulously, you need a bar code, too. At this point you go back to the produce section and ask an old man what the hell the cashier is talking about. He'll laugh good naturedly and explain that there's a person whose job it is to weigh the fruit and put a bar code on it. I was not aware. So you get the barcode, go back to the cashier and utter the bizarre phrase, "I've never bought fruit in Spain before." You laugh, she laughs, and the people in line behind you ... well, they're mad as hell. All of this because you wanted some bananas. You poor, stupid bastard.
Other Notes:
When to eat in Spain:
Me: I just woke up.
Spanish Response: Have something to eat!
Me: I'm going to take a nap.
SR: Have a huge meal first!
Me: I'd like a beer, please.
SR: Eat some ham/olives/unknown bits of fried thing!
Me: I'll have another beer.
SR: You'll have some cheese!
Me: It's 11:30, I think I'll hit the sack.
SR: Let's have dinner!
Me: I'm full.
SR: Seconds?
To Nana, if you're reading: Sorry I wrote "hell" and "bastard".
6 comments:
Maybe there is a reason supermarkets have bars inside:-)
I would assume after an experience as you mention a drink would be in order.
I am glad to hear that you are eating healthy and don’t worry son there will be plenty of Skippy or Jiff when you come home.
Love you,
Mom
Oh my goodness, my colleagues in their offices are probably wondering why I am laughing. first time I met Fernand's family was on Christams Eve, I couldn't eat but ham or water for the rest of the week. You just made my day, chuckle chuckle
Hi, #1 Grandson:
I take no offense - your terms are merely apt descriptions of your feelings.
A very interesting experience. Your horizons are broadening - discovering there are other ways to accomplish things. Let us not get into ruts - right? Love ya' much! ~Nana~
But the real question is....where are the s'mores?
I'm so gonna read this to my Spanish 5 class. You're killin' me.
I already did read this to my students. I don't think they've ever heard me curse before. Thanks Brandon :) DD.
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