A told us that she called one of her friends here and her older brother answered the phone. When yelling for his sister he said, “The phone is for you. I can tell it’s A. because of the dodgy accent”. Whenever I think of this, I laugh.
Since H is on break from culinary school we aren’t eating as fancy since he doesn’t have dishes to practice. Last night we were typical Americans, buying the fixings for submarine sandwiches and a variety of chips.