A few days ago a friend of mine, Rocky McKeon, posted on Facebook:
“I love the way foreigners look at me funny when I say ‘breakfast, dinner and supper’ instead of the Anglo ‘breakfast, lunch, and dinner.’ You’re on my turf now. I know which words push your buttons and make you think twice. I also love saying ‘the Sale of Louisiana’ instead of ‘the Louisiana Purchase.'”
Rocky is a musician and a fluent speaker of Louisiana French. He’s regularly sought after for his knowledge of French as it is spoken in Terrebonne and Lafourche parishes, and his band Isle Dernière can best be described as a hard rocking, Louisiana French heavy metal band.
His post (be forewarned, if you decide to start following Rocky on Facebook, his posts are often R- or even X-rated) got me thinking about my childhood.