I've just studied Fossil referring sites, oy vey, so much for design savvy. I do see I bought this somewhere around late 2004, by looking at the info in the small tin box, which I kept since I like small tin boxes. I think this is a lost cause.
So it goes.
Well, hey, c'mon over anyway, and try some of our local paletas..
Diane and I took Walter to La Michoacana, home of superior paletas (and apparently lunch stuff).
Walter didn't take many pictures (surely a temptation) as there was a nice big family in there not to disturb.
I chose, after much trouble, uno(?) pistacho, and walter, a pecan, and diane, a mango and whipped cream thing.
I swear, my pistacho bar was one of the best things I ever tasted. Among other matters, it didn't drool down my arm as I was trying to eat it. These folks know what they are doing.
I wish them success in the wide world, but, on the other hand, I like the place as it is.
Maybe they can write a Paleta Book. I'd be for that.