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Remember all the immigration-related hullabaloo back in 2007, when Pizza Patrón, a Dallas-based chain that caters to the Latino market, announced it would allow people to buy pizzas with Mexican pesos?
Every pasty, testosterone-poisoned white sheriff in Arizona started stamping their jackbooted feet and making Yosemite Sam-type noises; FOX News had a field day. You'd have thought the
Reconquista had come to the southern United States in the form of a flat disk of cheese, sauce and meat . . . all because some no-account pizza chain decided to accept pesos.
Too bad it doesn't actually accept pesos.
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After fellow Forker Niyaz Pirani
and I headed back north across the border a couple of weeks ago, I found myself with a bunch of pesos burning a hole in my pocket. Normally, I'd just put them in my wallet and keep them for another trip south, but I was hungry. I was curious to see how it would work to buy something for pesos in the United States, so I headed for OC's only Pizza Patrón shop (122 E. 17th St., Santa Ana), and I ordered a “lista combinación” (pepperoni pizza, soda and something called “quesostix”). I pulled out my 200$ bills with Sor Juana Inés de la Cruz on them, ready to accept my change in American money and walk out with my food.
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It never got that far. The cashier pulled out a laminated plastic sheet with models of peso bills on them and told me she couldn't take my money, which a manager confirmed. They're perfectly valid pesos–I got them out of a Banorte machine on Paseo de los Héroes two weeks ago, and they're the latest series–but apparently whatever bizarre machinations that stores uses to convert pesos, it doesn't like Serie J 200-peso bills.
The staff declined my pesos, I declined their pizza, and we parted ways. It's a cute marketing scheme . . . if only it were actually true.
FOX News cabezas hablantes and easily angered rednecks, rest easy: The American economy is safe from brightly colored foreign bills once again.
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