Forbidden Fruit

One young woman 6 months pregnant was telling me about her current cravings. Spaghetti, sopa paraguaya, and “things that don’t yet exist here.” Thinking she was concocting gastronomic inventions in her mind, I asked her to explain.

She sighed, “Watermelon.” Then laughed. They weren’t in season yet.

A week later, my co-worker read in the newspaper that the pricey early watermelons being sold on the side of the road were contraband, from Paraguay. 

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