Overheard at expensive grocery store yesterday---
"Mommy, what is that?"
"That is a pineapple".
"Where do they grow?"
"On palm trees."
Wow -- sure, we are northern, but mom must have been to school... at least she didn't say they grew on pine trees.
In case you are wondering, pineapples don't grow on trees at all. They grow in fields, many on the Dole plantation in Oauhu --The Dole plantation was between my grandparent's house and the airport -- until they moved to Arkansas. boo.
Even as tired as I was yesterday (tournament hangover is a bitch), I still felt smart. Every time I passed her in the store I wanted to stop her and correct her.
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