An important lesson I learned while killing time at Starbucks to avoid being present while a mystery realtor showed my apartment:
The barista will laugh at you if you order a "bacon egg and cheese cha-BAHT-uh thing."
I'm the opposite of cultured.
Don't even ask what happens when I try to order a gyro. Pain, I tell you.
I leave you with only the Starbucks lesson, until next time!
I tend to point and say,
ReplyDelete"One of those please!"
"These?"
"Yes. THOSE."
I had a croissant with ham and cheese the other day - I thought it was just a croissant. The filling was a surprise.