A couple of years ago, I worked for a London-based financial firm with an office in New York. One of the people I worked fairly closely with was British, even though she was working here in New York.
One day a group of us were eating lunch at a diner that served breakfast all day. Someone ordered pancakes and sausage, which prompted a conversation about that particular combination of savory and sweet. She hadn't grown up eating sausage with something slathered in Syrup, and she'd never really gotten used to the idea.
I asked her, "Well, if you didn't eat sausage with pancakes, what did you eat sausage with?"
"Bacon!"
Had I not been married, I might have dropped on one knee at that instant.
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