Conversation between my husband and his Israeli dad:
“I’m going to the hardware store, I need to buy one of those plastic buts you put in the wall, to put a screw in – you can call it a trivet or something?”
“Eh, you ken call eet a spaghetti eef you want.”
<Laughter on our end>
“No really. Eet’s the long thing.”
“Well, the hardware store guy is called Abu Shukri, so I don’t think he’ll know ’spaghetti’ necessarily.”
“So tell him… חומוס, אבל ארוך”
Whadya got: