Our friends back home are hunkering down for yet another giant snowstorm, and I can’t help but be a little wistful for a winter wonderland.
Then I remind myself that if I lived anywhere but this part of the world, I wouldn’t be able to enjoy a pineapple in season right now. Or, in this enterprising fellow’s case, make that fifty pineapples.




Correct-a-mundo! Isn’t that the start of some kind of joke?
And, he’s conveniently driving up to the coconut display, no?