Say “Donde Helado?”
Now say that really loud and obnoxious, like a total gringo and you’ll be asking where is ice cream just the way my co-worker Mike does. How he asks where is ice cream while standing in a San Jose ice cream parlor.
He is so rude, so over the top, my co-worker Dave and I erupted in embarrassment laughter, not believing that he could be so crass.
And yet, somehow, Mike has the ice cream staff laughing with him by the time he finishes buying his ice cream. Maybe it was his smooth talking, but my bet goes to his horse-riding skills. Kidde horse riding skills.
I love my co-workers!