I have been informed (by the little sign that was in front of this plant) that this is a variety of ginger. I'm going to guess it's an exotic variety of ginger because it sure doesn't look look like the brown stuff in my freezer right now.
Also this thing - it's kind of huge. This time I mean huge as in "big as your head." But that's pretty freaking huge for ginger.
Furthermore (I apparently have a lot of different things to say about this ginger - I'm running out of ways to say "and another thing") is it me or does this ginger look a little naughty? I'm not saying it exactly looks like a hooha... but... well... I guess I'm saying it kinda looks like a hooha. (Seriously, I'm pretty sure I've never used the word hooha in my life and now I've done it three times in two sentences. It sorta looks like a vagina - there I said it. Only I did it on the internet so it's weird. Oh brother.) I promise I did not intend to create soft core porn with this photograph. But now I'm all uncomfortable. This is ridiculous, I majored in art history (I know - TERRIBLE LIFE PLAN - but there's little to be done about that now) it's pretty much all vaginas and allegories for Jesus. Seriously. Forgive me, Internets, for being gun shy about using the word vagina. That's it, I'm switching to vajayjay. That at least makes me laugh.
Returning to the topic of ginger (I'm really sorry for the tangent about lady parts...) about a year ago a friend made me a ginger mojito. Um, I'm not sure I even have to say this but it was pretty much the best thing I've ever tasted. Which really makes me wonder why I haven't had one since. Mmmm, mojito.
Why doesn't Blogger know how to spell mojito?!? This is distressing.