Yesterday I drove past the local ice cream parlor that closes during the winter.  It has just reopened for the season, and there must have been about 200 people in line waiting to order their ice cream!  I had to chuckle - every time I drive past that place I remember the first time I went there with my hubby.

My hubby has a very distinctive New England accent - he pronounces his “r” more like a “w.”  We went to order some milk shakes, and my hubby ordered his as a “lawge” shake.  The guy behind the counter was one of the recent immigrants who barely speak English at all; his native language being Spanish.  He could not, for the life of him, understand what “lawge” was.  My hubby kept repeating “lawge lawge lawge” and the counter boy kept saying “what?”

Finally I leaned into the counter window and interrupted the comical scene by saying “BIG - you know GRANDE!”  Then the kid said “OHHHHHH!”  and my hubby gave me a really dirty look, but he got his large shake!