

NW, walking in, you immediately notice the calming blues of the decorated interior. Located at the busy intersection of 14th and K St. With the latter of the two recently closing, the younger generation of the close-knit family decided to open their own kabob storefront yet, this time forging into new territory, Washington, D.C. Their families ran Dulles and Reston Kabob respectively. So when we heard that SKWR Kabobline was attempting to turn kabobs into a fast casual approach, we were definitely interested.Ī trio of young entrepreneurs: Masoud Shoja, Tamim Shoja, and Hemad Khwaja, all have history in the kabob business. Whether it’s Lebanese, Pakistani, or Afghan, the type of kabob received is more dependent on the spice profile of each culture as well as its preparation. Within the last few years, kabobs have been clumped together into one melting pot without any geographic or cultural acknowledgement. Kabobs (kebabs) have been a part of D.C.’s food scene for over 20 years, but many locations were across the bridge in Northern Virginia. A Taiwanese friend was absolutely bewildered and was WTF?!?!? like we were pranking him.It isn’t a new phenomenon. Also, we were sitting around the dorm room one weekend night and a friend just blurts out "Knock knock" and someone answered "Who's there?" and then the other said some thing and the other "Something who?" and then the punch line. we had a long conversation one night when I was in college with an Indian friend who had never heard the word "squeaky" until recently. PS FWIW, I am not now, nor have I ever been German. OH! Like I squirrel! Well shit, now that makes sense!"īut I still kept on calling her "skwur-lee" because "skwi-rl-ee" just sounded stupid. Then, finally, one day I realized that there was this word "squirrelly" and I was like, "Oh.

So for years I would hear Mrs hux say "skwr-lee" and in my accent I'd call the cat "skwur-lee" (with a silent 'r') and I just assumed it was a made up name with no particular reference to anything. But in Mrs hux's Texas accent it's basically pronounced as written, if one were to pretend that the word contains no vowels - "skwr-lee" two syllables. The thing is, "squirrely" as a descriptive word doesn't exist in my dialect and if it did it would be pronounced with three distinct syllables - "skwi-rl-ee". We used to have a cat called "Squirrely" my wife got her in the mid-90s, before she met me.

Is it true, Germans can't pronounce "Squirrel?" Me: You really don't see it, do you? Have you ever seen "My Fair Lady?" She pronounced it "TAcabell" like how one might inflect with word "Tinkerbell." No matter how many times you repeated this to her, she never saw it, and it became like Stewie and Brain doing "Cool WHip." But the weirdest part was the way she pronounced "Taco Bell." Everyone I know pronounces it "TAH-co BELL" as two distinct words. I am going to go get Taco Bell and see if that makes me feel any better." and it usually did. One of them was Taco Bell calmed her stomach. I used to work with a boss who was very awesome, but she had some weird quirks. I worked with a vendor who pronounced it "LYE-nix" and "sen-TOSS." But it stuck and I've eaten "whale" at his home many times a friend of mine grew up eating "whale" but that's what his older brothers told him meatloaf was to mess with him. What I call a mountain accent (NOT a southern accent). This was before the Sun Sphere fell over in a Simpsons episode.Īnd it wasn't really pronounced "whale", it was more like "way-ell". And the reason my relatives were there was for the World's Fair (1982). West or south Knoxville? To be specific, it was the Shoney's on Oak Ridge Highway at I-640. The one out west might somewhat resemble English, but (IME) the one down south? Good luck. Was that out west or down south? I feel like you could get two distinctly different accents depending on the Shoney's you go to here. The waitress brought our orders and said something that sounded like, "Fried whale?" My relatives looked at each other in dismay until I interpreted for them-one of them had ordered eggs "fried well." Some years back, I had some relatives from the midwest down to visit me in Knoxville, TN.
