Went to this tiny little specialty and gourmet market today. The place is called Pirate O's , and they have all sorts of insanely fine and rare stuff there. You know the store is a winner when they have a BMW Isetta sitting on display in the front, and have a pirate theme on the inside. The only possible way I could see it getting better is if they also sold machetes and blunderbusses.
This place had everything. A plethora of fresh organic cheeses? Naturally. Strawberry-rhubarb preserves? They got it. Beeman's? Of course. A giant cadbury creme egg the size of a football? You betcha! A gazillion different varieties of specialty sodas? Unfortunately for me, yes, they have that too.
Yeah, I spent nearly $30 on more than two dozen different types of sodas I had never tried, or even seen before. Sheesh, good thing I don't drink alcohol, eh? As I came home, I was fearing what my roommate would say about me hauling a cardboard box chock full of sodas with me, but thankfully he was busy with other things and didn't see me. No risk of triggering an intervention that way.
Update: I just found out that it's a rule that all employees of Pirate O's MUST observe "talk like a pirate day!"
This place had everything. A plethora of fresh organic cheeses? Naturally. Strawberry-rhubarb preserves? They got it. Beeman's? Of course. A giant cadbury creme egg the size of a football? You betcha! A gazillion different varieties of specialty sodas? Unfortunately for me, yes, they have that too.
Yeah, I spent nearly $30 on more than two dozen different types of sodas I had never tried, or even seen before. Sheesh, good thing I don't drink alcohol, eh? As I came home, I was fearing what my roommate would say about me hauling a cardboard box chock full of sodas with me, but thankfully he was busy with other things and didn't see me. No risk of triggering an intervention that way.
Update: I just found out that it's a rule that all employees of Pirate O's MUST observe "talk like a pirate day!"
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