Vocabulary lessons
When I first moved to New England – about 12 years ago (ye gods) I had some vocabulary issues.
I didn’t know what a frappe was (that’s a milkshake to the rest of you). I mean, I guessed – I was at an ice cream stand. I come from a simpler land, we call a milkshake a milkshake – we are plain spoken people.
Last night I had more dairy dialogue issues. I asked for a small ice cream cone. I declined the sugar cone and motioned to the wafer cone. Now I grew up calling it a cake cone, but at least a dozen times at the same ice cream store someone corrected me and said it was a wafer cone.
The ice cream guy looked at me and said; oh that’s a cake cone. I made a face at my husband and replied to the ice cream guy, yes that would also be a word to describe the cone. It’s a synonym.
Synonym? The high-school boy looked at me in utter confusion. I don’t know what that is, he said.
I looked at my husband. He laughed a little and I shrugged my shoulders.
Snakes on a plane, man.
When I first moved to New England – about 12 years ago (ye gods) I had some vocabulary issues.
I didn’t know what a frappe was (that’s a milkshake to the rest of you). I mean, I guessed – I was at an ice cream stand. I come from a simpler land, we call a milkshake a milkshake – we are plain spoken people.
Last night I had more dairy dialogue issues. I asked for a small ice cream cone. I declined the sugar cone and motioned to the wafer cone. Now I grew up calling it a cake cone, but at least a dozen times at the same ice cream store someone corrected me and said it was a wafer cone.
The ice cream guy looked at me and said; oh that’s a cake cone. I made a face at my husband and replied to the ice cream guy, yes that would also be a word to describe the cone. It’s a synonym.
Synonym? The high-school boy looked at me in utter confusion. I don’t know what that is, he said.
I looked at my husband. He laughed a little and I shrugged my shoulders.
Snakes on a plane, man.
Labels: 2006
1 Comments:
I grew up in Jersey, always calling them wafter cones...and I remember being on vacation as a child and seeing cake cones on a menu and I got really excited because I thought it was going to be a cone made out of cake! Sounded heavenly.
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