I smiled and looked at the refrigerator as it stood very monument like in the cool Tijuana breeze. I approached it with both curiosity and an appetite. Not sure which urge was stronger. I was about to give in to either urge when it smiled and told me not to believe all I saw. This marked the first time an appliance had ever spoken to me in a sensible manner. It warmed my heart to the point that I invited it to my house for a glass of wine.