All that posing with strangers at Fish Wharf made me a
little lot hungry. Ok, so maybe I'm always hungry. But I don't always have a good excuse to ask for food and posing for 8 million pictures definitely counts.
So after I convinced Dutch the cows on the Ben+Jerry building weren't real and wouldn't try to kill him, I asked my human if we could maybe get some ice cream. And she almost actually said yes (!) - except it was too early for ice cream and the Ben+Jerry window wasn't opened yet.
Too early for ice cream? What the?!?!
The best thing about Fish Wharf is there's a food place like every 10 feet. And since my human already said yes to ice cream (!), I figured she might say yes to just about anything. I just had to figure out the best possible thing to ask for.
That's when I saw this dude on a bike thing giving a ride to one of the people I posed with. I figured he must get hungry riding people around all day so I asked him where I could find the tastiest eatables.
ALEJANDRO: what you like?
ALEJANDRO: but what is favorite?
ALEJANDRO: ahhh, you eat Boccalone then!
ME: uhm. I said BA-CON.
At first I thought Alejandro was like that Bachelor dude on TV who speaks other stuff better than english. So I just kept saying BA-CON over and over again, really slow and loud. Then he laughed and said the magic words: pig parts. And not just any pig parts: