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Hmmm. What about manicotti = manigott? Ricotta = rigoota. I can't resist either one despite how they're spelled. I shoulda been born Italian.


This, my dearest Suzette, is a matter of roots. Having a mother born of Brookline, Massachusetts, it is imperative that I eat foods that are pronounced differently than they are spelled. It's tradition!

Plus, I'm Jewish. I'm not even sure what category "knish" and "kreplach" belong in.

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In a recent podcast, my partner made reference to his fondness for baloney and potato chip sandwiches on white bread.

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