Tamales and enchiladas are wonderfully versitile: Rojo, mole and verde — each giving the same old tamales a drastically different presence.
Pickup trucks are also versitile: The other day, we were driving to pick up Ari from driver’s training, and were stopped behind a little S10 at a turn signal. In the bed was a large dog crate with a sheet draped over it. As the wind blew, the sheet began shifting off and we pondered what might be in there — nothing peeked out as you’d expect from a dog.
As the light changed and we began to proceed, the sheet fell completely from the cage and we were startled to see to beady eyes and a beak perched upon a long stem. “A goose!” We all cried. “A goose?” We all asked in consternation.
As my niece said through delighted chuckles, “Well that was unexpected!”