Don’t Ask What Makes The Bread Rise

| Working | November 29, 2013

(I recently returned from a study abroad in Brazil. I missed the food and so convince my family to try eating at a Brazilian steakhouse nearby. The hostess gives us some Brazilian snacks to have as appetizers.)

Hostess: “These are pao de queijo, banana frita, and polenta.”

(I notice a slight mispronunciation of one of the words but don’t say anything. She explains how the food is served, takes our drink orders, and leaves.)

Me: *to my family* “She said cheese penis instead of cheese bread.”

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