She'd made a soup using a package of assorted veggies purchased yesterday at the Co-Op. I hadn't paid much attention to which veggies, though I remembered carrots being in the package.
"What's in the soup?" I asked, before scooping my first spoonful.
"Bali, carrots, celery, leek ...." she rattled off the ingredients.
"What was that again?" I'm a bit hard of hearing, though I did have my good ear pointed in her direction.
Hmmmmm. She's been searching recipes on the internet. Must've come across a recipe for some South Pacific-themed vegetable soup.
Then I looked in the bowl. "Barley!"
"Yes," she replied in her Boston accent, in which they don't pronounce 'r's': "Bahley."
Guess there won't be a floor show of Indonesian island dancers after lunch.
By the way, I love bahley.