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My father-in-law pronounces many words his own way:

Our favorite (not food-related) is motervate. "I'll come over as soon as I get motervated."

Food related: vandalia onions

Something that might be overhead when he's over:

"Just warsh the potatoes and then add them to the vandalias."

Danielle Altshuler Wiley

a.k.a. Foodmomiac

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Years and years ago I worked for Ma Bell in directory assistance. One day someone called and asked for the number for 'Banana Hana'. I thought for a few seconds, then it came to me and I asked them "Do you mean 'Benihana'?" Sure enough, that's what they meant. Another call wasn't food related but still memorable, obviously. Someone asked for the number for the 'Public Lecher Building', meaning the Public Ledger Building here in Philadelphia...... :huh:

"Fat is money." (Per a cracklings maker shown on Dirty Jobs.)
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skrimps....overheard at the seafood market (and several other places)

My brothers used to say p'sgetti, instead of spaghetti.

Oh god--I once got into a memorably bizarre conversation with a (possibly consciousness-altered) Seven-11 clerk in the wee hours of the morning about a seafood item known to him as "shrim." He even spelled it that way. He started getting alarmingly agitated until I finally figured out what he meant.

And we all used to say "p'sgetti" as kids, more because we thought it was funny than anything else. We also used to jokingly say "sparrow-grass" for asparagus. I know there's more--my whole family was a bunch of wiseacres--but I'm not remembering them all now ...

Oh yeah, my dad used to delight in jokingly giving restaurant help a hard time (especially if the help in question was female, young, and cute :rolleyes: ). He memorably started doing a variant of an old Marx Bros. routine at this poor girl working an ice cream counter--"So, do you have tootsie-frootsie?" "Um, I don't think so, what is it?" "Well, it's got toots and it's got froots..." And it just went downhill from there... :laugh:

My friend calls Cream of Mushroom soup "Cream of Washroom" soup.

Brilliant! I must remember that one.

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My sweet little Sammy (age 18) got some of that cinnamon+sugar mix from his grandma, and it came in a shaker shaped like either a football or rugby player. From then and forevermore cinnamon sugar is Football Pepper.

His older (and also sweet) brother Eli named those ice pops in the long plastic that are liquid in the store and you freeze them and cut off the plastic tip and squeeze out the iced treat Kibbies, and the bit you cut off is the Nip, and you make sure you eat/drink that part out, too.

Stephen, stepson (and also a sweetie) called ketchup Cat Butt, and we still call it that.

A

"I'm not looking at the panties, I'm looking at the vegetables!" --RJZ
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One time my mom and I were having a conversation in the car, with my grandpa, who is a little hard of hearing, in the backseat. We were talking about an article my mom had read about the dangers of plastics, to which my grandpa responded, "well, I do have the occasional ravioli." Apparently he thought we were talking about the dangers of PASTAS.

And though my mom will deny this, she once ordered a "Mr. Dildo Bar" at Dairy Queen.

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In high school we frequented the local Dunkin Donuts to, ahem, sober up before going home. So we affectionatley referred to the place as Drunkin Dognuts.

What disease did cured ham actually have?

Megan sandwich: White bread, Miracle Whip and Italian submarine dressing. {Megan is 4 y.o.}

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I explained to my children one time, that English Peas were great fun and wonderful to eat because they were "Rolly" Peas. As in a Rolly Polly, and rolled around on the plate.

Now, anyone in our family circle knows what Rolly Peas are, by goodness. And when outsiders and marry inners come around, they always get a chuckle and forevermore in the other households we have spawned, English Peas are, in fact, Rolly Peas.

The broccoli spears as trees thing didn't stick as well. Guess it wasn't as much fun.

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Tim Horton"s Canada's largest Doghnut chain is named after a hockey player who died in the 70's  my BIL has always called it "Deadmans Doghnuts".  I couldn't pronounce worsterchestershire sauce as a kid so I called it "stuff".  :wink:

We call it Jim Horn-nuts. What exactly are those Timbits supposed to represent, anyway? I think that guy had a sick sense of humor :smile:

I always called it Woostershire...until I married a man from Worchester...the tauting was endless and I finally learned to say it right.

Don't try to win over the haters. You're not the jackass whisperer."

Scott Stratten

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Since my all time favorites "skrimp" and "sammiches" have already been mentioned I submit:

From my mom: "ersters" (aka oysters) and "yaw-gut" (aka yogurt);

From a woman I worked with long ago: "tuna-fitch" (aka tunafish) and "maynage" (aka mayonaisse; the "nage" part of the word rhymes with "cage");

From me as a kid "cat soup" (aka catsup/ketchup).

I just know there's mo'! :rolleyes:

Inside me there is a thin woman screaming to get out, but I can usually keep the Bitch quiet: with CHOCOLATE!!!

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Just thought of another one. Forgive me mom, but she would also say: "indejustice" (aka indigestion). Actually makes a strange kind of sense. :blink:

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Inside me there is a thin woman screaming to get out, but I can usually keep the Bitch quiet: with CHOCOLATE!!!

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My friend calls kitchen tongs "kitchen thongs", which creates a somewhat strange mental picture. She also refers to oven mitts as oven gloves, which isn't quite so bad.

My husband refers to milk as cow juice, which grosses out our kids no end. Hors d'oeuvres are horses' ovaries or horses' dovers in our house. These are quite intentional. :biggrin:

I don't mind the rat race, but I'd like more cheese.

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Ha, I was just thinking the other day about some family friends who called Parmesan cheese Parmesian (Par-meez-i-an) cheese, and wondering where I could use that... Well, where, other than in Parmesia, where I hear it's still pretty popular..

"Los Angeles is the only city in the world where there are two separate lines at holy communion. One line is for the regular body of Christ. One line is for the fat-free body of Christ. Our Lady of Malibu Beach serves a great free-range body of Christ over angel-hair pasta."

-Lea de Laria

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[...]I always called it Woostershire...until I married a man from Worchester...the tauting was endless and I finally learned to say it right.

How do they pronounce it?

I think that this kind of thing, as well as "ersters" for "oysters" is just an accent, not a malapropism. My grandmother called the toilet a "terlet." That accent used to be called Toity-Toid and Toid (33rd and 3rd) and used to be more common in New York.

Michael aka "Pan"

 

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