The First Kiwi Moment:
I have this dear friend who used to bring me lunch everyday. Now that's a friend. Leftovers! Mmmmm! Nothing better. One day she brought kiwi's. Well growing up in Crystal Rock and being Mexican and all, we were more apt to me running around with no shoes and tortilla in hand. We had never even heard of a kiwi. Not part of our vocabulary down in the Rock. Ours consisted more of beans, rice, and tacos. Anyhow, we have them for lunch one day, and I had never had one. So I give it a funny look, not to sure about this fuzzy, nut looking thing......... we peel it, eat it, and to my surprise, I liked it!
So I call my other friend, we'll call her Shannon. And I tell her about my new experience with this thing they call a kiwi. Her response, "I DON'T LIKE THEM! That hairy covering taste awful, it got stuck in my teeth!" My response, "You dumb ass, your not suppose to eat it, your suppose to peel it, and eat the inside!" "OH," was all she could say. I never laughed so hard in all my life.
So that ladies and gentlemen, is why we call them the KIWI MOMENTS.