Indian-food novice who shall remain anonymous: “Now is this that non-garlic bread you ordered? Because I taste garlic.”
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T̶w̶o̶ One p̶e̶r̶p̶e̶t̶u̶a̶l̶ ̶e̶x̶p̶a̶t̶s̶ immigrant settling into home country number five.
Ha!
That’s a great one.
I always make sure to ask for the non-non-garlic nan.
NOM NOM NOM NOM
omg, those poor souls who are not enlightened to the joys of the indian food.
Non-garlic bread! I’ll be laughing at that all day.
a black-eyed pea table, eh? cool
On a similar note, I was utterly bewildered the other day when my wife told me we were going to have curry and pancakes for dinner with our houseguests. I said that sounded like an odd combination, but was finally made to understand that she had said Korean pancakes.
I hope AK was at the dinner to hear that!