We are getting dumber as a species. I can prove it.Example #1 of what I'm sure will be many:
Evan and I are going to make pumpkin risotto as a part of our tasty lamb dinner. We need pumpkin. Easy, right? Um, no.
I went to the store to buy a pumpkin (should be plentiful, given the season) and couldn't see any in the produce section. I went to ask one of the employees in said produce section (they are using twelve-year-olds now, by the way) where they were. Here's how the conversation went:
ME: Hi. Do you have any pumpkins?
GroceryStoreKid: Sure
ME: Cool. Can you tell me where they are?
GroceryStoreKid: Yeah. Aisle five.
ME: [thinking: wait a minute, that's where the canned stuff is...] No, not canned. Whole pumpkins.
GroceryStoreKid: Oh. It's after Halloween. We don't keep those. Why would you want one after Halloween?
ME: Um...to cook with.
GroceryStoreKid: You can eat pumpkins?
ME: Yeah. How the hell do you think it ends up in the cans?
GroceryStoreKid: Oh that stuff is just orange potatoes and sugar.
ME: [blink, blink, blink...is this kid fucking with me???]
At this point, I realize he's serious. He really does think pumpkins are inedible, and that canned pumpkin is just orange potatoes and sugar. Oh god. Time to back away and find "Plan B".
Unfortunately, this risotto recipe looks hellishly good and I really want - no, NEED pumpkin for it. Fresh, yummy pumpkin. I am actually contemplating swiping the uncarved pumpkins off my neighbor's porch, but it's not dark yet so that won't work.
Hmmmmm......











