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I went in to a Deli in New York and I asked for a Tuna (bread) Roll.
The Deli-man didn't understand a word I said, I had to do a mixture of pointing
and trying to do a bad American Accent Toon-a before he
understood.
When you order a sandwich, you need to tell them what you want (you should have said Tunafish) and then specify what type of bread you want it served on.
I had similar problems in England. I was visiting on business and had to lodge at a pub (which seems unusual to me but it was the only place to sleep around in the area). A couple of guys were trying to have a conversation with me asking me questions about America but they were speaking with such thick accents and using so much local slang, I really couldn't understand what they were saying. It was a strange feeling really. They were speaking English but I just couldn't understand what they were saying.
Age 5:Screwball
Age 7:Creamsicle
Age 10:Atomic Bomp Pop
Age 13:Italian Ice
Age 18: A nickel bag from the same hippie driving the ice cream truck since I was 5
Now as an adult, I prefer the denser gelato...the only problem is that it's so bloody expensive (due to being a poor shipping item, it doesn't have the shelf-life of ice-cream)...
Yep, we still have them. There is one that parks a few blocks south of me at work and on a really hot day I have ice cream for lunch! But I like the twist cone with chocolate sprinkles.
Cool! I remember when they'd mix the chocolate flavoring in the vanilla and it wouldn't entirely mix, and when you got a chocolate cone, it looked like microscopic chocolate chips were in the ice-cream. Ahh...memories.
We used to have teenagers on bikes here called "Dickie Dees" and I recall my fave was a "Dracula Delight" a creamsicle with red juice in it simulating blood. The guys would usually sell you some Dry ice for a quarter.
I remember in high school a friend of mine started dating a girl whose Uncle made Ice Cream and got a box of Dracula Delights, it was like he found the Ark of Covenant.
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