Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Guess Who's Coming to the Grocery Store

Sometimes I get a little obsessed with the strangest things. For the last few years, it has been the honey crisp apple. I discovered them several years ago at the grocery store and have been spreading the word ever since. Some people preach religion. I preach the honey crisp. They are sweet, tangy, crisp (of course), and delicious. They have become quite popular recently--in fact, a few weeks ago the Chicago Tribune had an article about them entitled "One Sexy Apple." Over the weekend we went out to dinner at one of my new favorite LA restaurants, and I had my new favorite side dish, roasted brussels sprouts with pancetta and fuji apple. I think it also had some fresh thyme gently sprinkled in. It was fabulous. In fact, I have been thinking about it ever since. Perhaps brussels sprouts are the new honey crisp. I went to the grocery store today to buy the ingredients, because with the temperature here in the 90's and the state burning, somehow my thoughts turned to roasting. It IS October, after all. I was in the produce section, looking for the fujis, when I looked across the aisle and saw Sidney Poitier picking out apples. So of course, I walked over to his apple bin and, conveniently, the sign indicating what kind of apples they were was missing. "They're fujis," he said. (If that's not karma, I don't know what is) "Oh, " I said, gazing into his eyes. I'm not your typical fan, you know--anyone can say, "I really love your work, Mr. Poitier." Not me. "Have you tried the honey crisps? They are fabulous. They're life-changing." "Really?" he asked. "Where are they?" I, having been raised right, was very happy to help the man out. So we walked over to the honey crisp section together. The. Very. Elegant. Mr. Poitier. and I. He picked out a few apples. "You're going to love them," I said. "Next time I see you I'll let you know how they were," he said. Simply charming. We encountered each other in the store a few more times before we checked out at different lanes. I walked out a few feet in front of him and watched as he got into his black Mercedes. Then I got into my minivan and went home to real life.

7 comments:

VillageGirl said...

LOVED!!! no wonder i dont run into celebs. need to hang out at whole foods some more. though i did see charlize and her man. they had white flowers and a slice of watermelon.

sj said...

I totally thought this guy was dead. Are you sure you didn't see a ghost?

Anonymous said...

thanks for the smile this morning...felt like I was in the moment with you!!!!!!!!!
Today....Im buyin honey crisps in your honor!

Anonymous said...

One of the many reasons that I love living in LA, though the air quality right now is leaving me gasping. :P

Barrie

Steve said...

Does it have to be a particular fruit? I once ran into my rheumatologist buying strawberries. We talked about gout. Does that count?

h said...

I bought a basket of Honey Crisps at Whole Foods today, but, alas, no Mr. Poitier appeared.....

Martwork said...

Of course he didn't. He has plenty at home! It wasn't at Whole Foods, though. We (Mr. P. and I) are way too upscale for WF.(!!)