Little green pigs
The first time my French wife sent me alone to the local outdoor ³¾²¹°ù³¦³óé, my shopping list included gherkins from the produce vendor. I stepped up and bravely asked for des cochons. When I was met with puzzlement, I dove deeper in and explained (in words and pantomime), vous savez, les petits cochons, ils sont verts et très très petits - by this time they were laughing hysterically and waving other vendors over to enjoy my efforts. After sufficient humiliation someone finally took pity and explained that what I wanted were cornichons, as opposed to cochons, pigs. It broke the ice and, ever after, I was a celebrity whenever I visited this market.
Sent by: Daniel
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