Apr 18 2006
A Why…t Cake
We celebrated someones birthday today with cake and ice cream. When my office mate asked what type of cake we were having some replied with “Whyatt Cake and icing.” Now I’ve never had a Whyatt cake, so I asked
“What is it? What does it taste like?”
“You’ve never had Whyatt cake?!” she replied, “You know W-H-I-T-E Cake”
When it came time for the cake cutting I said “so it’s White Cake, right?”
“No,” she said, “You gotta say it like you’re from the country-Why…t Cake”
“Spell it for me, phonetically.”
“W-H-I-I-I-I… I don’t know. Alright, say the word ‘Why’”
“Why”
“Ok, now at a ‘t’ to the end”
“Why…t”
“There you go.”
Now I couldn’t do it a second time without someone saying it with me; something about not drawing out my vowel long enough. But most of the folks gathered around the cake thought it would be a good idea to teach me some other country/southern/Kentucky words and phrases. Here’s a few that I learned today:
- “Je’et?”= “Did you eat?”
- “ool” = “oil”
- “you’ins” = “y’all” = “you all”
- “warsh” = “wash”
There were a few others that I learned, most of which I will probably never hear again because I don’t travel into the country parts of the Commonwealth State. Still it was an education.
And the cake was good too. It was Why..t cake with icing.
Good one! When we lived in southern Indiana, only an hour from the Kentucky border, my last name had two syllables.
My dad is from Arkansas and says “warsh”.
When I lived in Hawaii, my girlfriends gave me a book that translated “pidgen” into “english”. It was pretty funny. I came across that book not too long ago while cleaning out the garage.
Hey brudduh, I kick you in da alah alahs.