March 08, 2006

Habla Espanol!

Wow. Something very neat happened to me today. I decided to order out lunch after school at my favorite Italian restaurant, which ironically is owned by Argentinians, and the guy at the counter (I think he's the assistant manager) started talking to me in spansih. Well, kinda. He asked what I ordered and I said:

cheese fries
Papas con queso?
Yes
Si?
Si

Then he rung up my order in spanish... siete diez and of course thanked me, Gracias

So what did I say? Gracias It was just all so neat. But it turns out that when I ordered a chicken parm sub, they thought I said a chicken salad sub. But that's alright. I don't mind.

scullerymaid at 2:43 p.m.

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