{"id":590,"date":"2007-07-24T14:32:29","date_gmt":"2007-07-24T14:32:29","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/capellman.com\/cecil1215b\/2007\/07\/24\/kicking-it-baby-style\/"},"modified":"2007-07-24T14:32:29","modified_gmt":"2007-07-24T14:32:29","slug":"kicking-it-baby-style","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/capellman.com\/cecil1215b\/2007\/07\/24\/kicking-it-baby-style\/","title":{"rendered":"Kicking it baby-style"},"content":{"rendered":"

We’re back in the States now, and I realize I nearly forgot to mention the time I came this close<\/b><\/a> to getting into a fist fight with a Belgian chocolatier. We were buying truffles and, having already bought a bag of ten or so, I asked her if I could buy two more. “That’s not the baby-style chocolates,” she said, with what I thought was a pretty haughty tone.
\n“Are you kidding me?” I thought. And, “Who are you calling a purchaser of baby-style chocolates?” Against my will, I started to tighten my left fist (or “Mjolnir<\/b><\/a>,” as I like to call it) into a hammer-like ball of pride-protecting thunder.
\nFortunately, my lizard brain kicked in right about then and re-processed what she’d said, which turned out to be “That’s not the way<\/i> we sell chocolates.” (They sell them in 100 gram increments, or so she claimed.)
\nOK. More reasonable. Or at least less flat-out insulting. I relaxed Mjolnir until it was more like a hand-type thing again, and I went outside to cool off with a heavily sugared pastry treat and some mayonnaise.
\nAnyways, for the rest of the trip, that became the phrase we used for everything that was a little different than the way we roll state-side. For example:
\nBaby-style:<\/b> Can I have my espresso to-go?
\nEuro-style:<\/b> Cool your jets, you big baby. No paper cups. Take a seat. Or are you too much of a baby to have your espresso here?
\nBaby-style:<\/b> Soda with ice, please.
\nEuro-style:<\/b> This drink is cold enough. Who needs ice? What, are you afraid you might actually taste something, Mr. Baby Man?
\nBaby-style:<\/b> Um, would you mind not tailgating me at 140 kmh?
\nEuro-style:<\/b> I will tailgate you across three countries if that’s what it takes to get you to get out of my way, you gigantic American baby person.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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