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Originally posted by ltl/fb
I was going to go with 10, but ran out of steam. So go for it.
Mmmmm, gnocchi. With sausage and red sauce. At the place that could be seen from ncs's balcony in Dallas when she lived in the place with the balcony.
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before I stopped the whole carb thing i loved gnocchi- BUT always had trouble ordering it.
My mother's family (Calabria) said yawn-kies. so I would order that and the waitperson, hoping to help me i suppose, would say "oh the ge-no-chi, good choice!" then I would say "what part of Italy is your mother from?" and they would shut the fuck up and I suppose spit in my food. Once the waitress told me her family is from rome and her husband's family is from Milano- so she won that one.
After awhile I got tired of the whole script and stopped ordering it, of if I did mumbling it quickly with some compromise pronounciation.
