The Royal We went to a diner specializing in homemade waffles. I eyed the choices--pecan waffles, walnut waffles, waffles with sliced strawberries or sliced peaches.
I couldn't make up my mind.
"Nuts," I said.
But which kind?
Walnut, I thought. No, pecan.
I was waffling.
The waiter said, "What will you have?"
"I'll have the pecan waffle, please."
He looked puzzled. "What?"
Thinking I needed to speak up, I said a bit louder, "The pecan waffle."
"Oh, you mean the 'pe-kahhn' waffle," he scribbled on his pad.
You say pe-kahhn? I say pe-can. Let's call the whole thing off.
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Center For Young Women's Development
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