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| Vagina Squash |
| 06.19.05 (3:44 pm) [edit] |
Nope, I am not refering to a certain blogger friend of mine who's nether-region has it's own journal. I am refering to a very little known member of the squash family called the chayote squash. The chayote squash has been used in soups, salads, stews and the like in my homeland for eons. It tastes pretty bad on its own but with carrots and chicken or saltfish and string beans it's marvelous. I mention all of this, not because I feel like sharing a recipe with you but because of what happened to me over the past 2 weeks as I searched for this bugger of a vegetable all over the little valley in which I live.
Where I come from the chayote squash is known simply known as chocho. My Mom has been in town for a few days and as is her custom whenever she's with us, she wants to cook everything under the sun that she has ever cooked for us when we were little kids. She's a mother and so she must mother us in every way possible short of breastfeeding. One day 2 weeks ago my brother mentioned that he misses my mother's chicken pumpkin soup. I'm sure you don't care but the recipe includes chicken, pumpkin, carrots, thyme, dumplings, green pepper, onions, black pepper, red pepper, scotch bonnet pepper, corn and of course, chocho.
My mother insisted that there was no way this soup would be made without chocho. So off we went from produce market, to supermarket, to farmers' market, to streetside venders to gas stations to convenience stores looking for chocho. Each time the person we asked would give us the strangest look. One lady ran us out of the store saying "No chocho! No chocho!" She wouldn't even hear our explanation, she just pointed to the exit. On Thursday as luck would have it, we walked into the Walmart Superstore and came across a large pile of chocho. The pile was so huge that it obscured the display sign and we could only see that it started with a 'ch' and was going for 98 cents per pound. We got 3 and promptly headed to the cashier. When we got there, the cashier was not familiar with chocho and asked us to tell her the name so she could look it up on her produce chart. So Mama says "Chocho."
Suddenly the cashier started yacking at us in rapid Spanish. Startled, I explained to her that where we come from chocho is called chocho. She smiled, took one of the chochos and went to another cashier. The two cashiers had an animated conversation in Spanish which ended with our cashier pointing at my mother and saying "chocho". Then they laughed. My mother, bless her heart, laughed in response as if she was in on the joke. Soon the manager came by and identified the veggie as chayote squash and we left the store pleased with our purchase but a little confused.
So I went online as soon as I got home and typed in chocho into a search engine. I came up on some music sites, a few cooking sites but a significant proportion of the websites found were porn sites. I found the whole thing odd and decided to give up. Chocho is just chocho.
Today, while having breakfast with my Aunt and a friend, my Mom gave Auntie the recipe for her chicken pumpkin soup. The two shared their frustration at having a difficult time finding good chocho in the grocery stores. That was when our friend gave us the clarity we so desperately sought. Where I currently live, a significant portion of the population refers to the vagina as chocho. That's right. Chocho is the vagina squash. In fact, something about it actually reminds me of oral sex so I guess I shouldn't have been too surprised.
A green vagina. Who knew?
Now try reading this blog over, replacing the word chocho with fanny. It's just too weird.
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posted by: dilerious (reply)
post date: 06.19.05 (2:24 pm)
can i see ur chcho?
sorry i couldnt help it
posted by: dangerkitty (reply)
post date: 06.19.05 (3:03 pm)
Reply to: dilerious
do you want the soup that comes with it?
posted by: lynne (reply)
post date: 06.19.05 (6:21 pm)
hahahaha. oh that is just too much
posted by: dustyjumpwings (reply)
post date: 06.19.05 (7:08 pm)
....it seems like too MANY things remind you of oral sex. LOLOL
posted by: Anne-Marie (reply)
post date: 06.20.05 (1:27 am)
I thought the yanks called a bottom a fanny? lol
posted by: almsthvn (reply)
post date: 06.20.05 (6:57 am)
i think if i saw a green chocho, i'd recommend a good gynecologist.
posted by: dangerkitty (reply)
post date: 06.20.05 (7:28 am)
Reply to: almsthvn
Hmmm...Interesting.
posted by: dangerkitty (reply)
post date: 06.20.05 (7:29 am)
Reply to: dustyjumpwings
Hey. Just 3 things so far.
posted by: dangerkitty (reply)
post date: 06.20.05 (7:29 am)
Reply to: Anne-Marie
They still do, but I'm not a yank!
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