So we were at my dad's yesterday for Father's Day and we were explaining the difference between the store bought strawberries (from California) and the local ones that my dad and I went to get at a stand down the road.

We explained that the little ones taste better because they are 'local'. My son, ever the comedian, says, "They're CRAZY?!? Cool, we're eating crazy berries." These are the joys of being bilingual.

For those of you that need further explanation 'loco' in Spanish means 'crazy'.