Sometimes I feel like Pakistani culture is stalking me. It's everywhere I turn. Maybe it always was, and I just never noticed it? But you know what I'm talking about, right? Have you been inside a Pier 1 store recently? I feel like I'm back in Karachi up in there! And all the "chai" at every coffee shop, and elephants! I feel like everywhere I go I see pictures, figurines, paintings - all elephants, and usually they're all decorated too.
Today I had TWO run-ins with this phenomenon, one real and one probably not.
First, I was in the grocery store and saw this hoity-toity yogurt called "Chobani." It's not likely the same thing, but M brings back sackfuls of dried fruit called Khobani when we're in Pakistan. He's even asked his mother to bring some when she visits if we're running low. It's just a dried apricot, I don't know what makes them so special that they need to be imported? But they're really dried into hard, acorn-looking balls, not like the dried apricots I see here in grocery stores. Anyway, I did a double take at the grocery store looking at this maybe-apricot Chobani yogurt.
But THEN! At a clothing store, browsing the jewelry counter clearance stuff (always shopping the sales, looking for gifts for Pakistan!) I found this "Zevar" brand costume jewelry. Zevar means jewelry in Urdu!
"Security, please scan the jewelry department."
Now that one - I'm pretty sure is no coincidence. Right? What do you think?