Mike: I feel like they got the wrong kind. You wouldn't think you'd necessarily want to advertise that style.
Me: Genuine New England style grits!
Mike: Delicious midwestern-style barbecue!
Me: California-style pralines!
Mike: Fresh Canadian biscuits 'n' gravy!
Me: Genuine Texas-style clam chowder! Yee haw!
Mike: (Get along little clams!) Wisconsin chili!
Me: Traditional Oregonian Cuban sandwiches!
Mike: Nebraskan-style empanadas!
Me: (which are in fact tuna-salad sandwiches.) Native New Mexican gefilte!
Mike: Genuine New york Kosher deli bacon!
Me: San Francisco's own pastrami!
Mike: I think I may have plum run out. Y'all.
Me: We could've gone international, but it's better we didn't. Also: classic Idaho beignets.
Mike: See, you're way better at this one than I am.
Me: Honestly, it's probably from the work-related travel. Tennessee lobster bisque.
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