i'm dating a girl who in many ways is very similar to me, and in many ways very different. she is classy; i'm not. i enjoy thrift store jackets and hoodies; she enjoys the latest fashion and shoes with names. what seems to make our relationship work is keeping an open mind in the other ones interest. not only does this take us both out of our 'norm' but it exposes us both to new sights, sounds, and this case, taste.
several months ago, i was talking to an older gentlemen at a williams sonoma cooking class (her idea), upon hearing we had a long distance relationship between topeka and wichita, he informed me of a deli in topeka we needed try named porubsky's. he informed me it was a total dive in operation since 1947 and was famous for their hot pickles. needles to say i was fully intrigued.
for a month i wouldn't stop talking about it, and couldn't wait to try this place out. a few weeks ago, we finally went. pulling into the parking lot, i could tell my girlfriend was hesitant, as it looked exactly what we were told, a dive from 1947. i'll admit, even i was a tad nervous. entering the establishment, however, we were greeted by the nicest people. we took our seats and ordered our food. waiting on our order i looked around and found myself grinning from ear to ear. the place was filled with ol'boys watching andy griffith reruns on a tv from the 80's. it was small, dark and looks like it hadn't been touched since world war 2 ended. in other words it was perfect! the waitress sat our plates down and we both starred at the infamous pickles. i went first. the heat was intense. however just when i thought i couldn't handle it, the heat subsided. "not that bad" is what i told my girlfriend. hesitantly she took a bite. she then proceeded to make the worst face i've ever seen. this was followed by coughing and then crying. the ol' boys turned away from their show to laugh at the spectacle, one of them yelling out, "in her defense it is a strong batch!"
after a few sips of diet coke she was fine, like she always does, she took it in stride, and eventually made conversation with the owners, retelling and laughing at the experience.
as much entertainment as it provided me, it meant the world to me that she tried it. i love that she's always down for anything i want to try, and is always looking new adventures to take me on...much like when she made me a surprise pedicure appointment.
getting out of your normal routine and experiencing new things is the spice of life; or in this case, the spicy pickle of life.
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