Where I'm from we have a meal that you can order at any ball game or cook at any house. It is called a "mexican". It is basically grounded hamburger with onions and ketchup on a bun.
I took Oliver to a doctors appointment and we were sitting together amongst other patients. Oliver brought his toy dirt bikes and four-wheelers to play with. We were pretending to go to his friend's house with them.
Me: Alright Oliver, where are we heading to?
Oliver: Let's head over to Daniel's house.
Me: Okay. What are we going to do there?
Oliver: Well it's lunch time and were gonna go and eat some mexicans!
I glanced up realizing how it sounded and noticed a few eyes making contact with mine.
I just kept looking down.