Literally translated, it means “crumbs.” No, it doesn’t make any sense to me either.

They’ll make you want to pahk your cah near the hahbor.

It’s like a Bastille Day party in your mouth.

Es muy bueno.

Our forefathers would have wanted it this way.

I don’t need “soup weather” to enjoy soup… I’m an equal-opportunity enjoyer.

It’s like chicken ‘n’ rice casserole, but with a fancier name.

Much, much better than sloppy joes.

If you make it enough times, by definition it is no longer foreign food.

The non-butter kind.