On a Roll

I've solved last night's mystery. Apparently, it's uniquely, inexplicably Boston.

I canvassed a co-worker who has lived here for 19 years. She's never gotten bread with her Chinese. Glad I'm not the only one in town without a clue.

My Googling also turned up this gem.

Sometimes when callers are broadcast on the radio, it sounds to me as if they're speaking a foreign language.

It's funny 'cause it's true.