Once upon a time there was a girl of German descent living with a boy of Italian descent in the desert of the American Southwest.
Boy and Girl enjoyed eating Thai food, drinking Mexican spirits, and cheering for Canadian hockey teams.
One day girl decided to get back to her roots and whip up some coleslaw. Boy was on board – he liked to live dangerously. Achtung!
And the time was right. Spring had sprung (Girl knew it to be true because she had started craving fresh fruits and veggies instead of chicken nuggets and Hot Pockets): the last of the winter cabbage crop was still robust, and local farms were bursting with fresh, fragrant Spring onions.
The clock read ‘coleslaw’, and Girl was on the stick.
