You’d think after 20 years of visiting or living in America there’d be no more misunderstandings. You’ve worked them all out. Faucet = tap, elevator = lift and so on. But every now and then something catches me out and a small cultural misunderstanding takes place.
This time it was Coffee Cake.
I love coffee, particularly lattes and am completely unable to get through the day without having one. So much so, that I don’t even have to order at my local café, when I walk through the door they start making my large, non-fat, latte. And if I haven’t visited for a few days, the barista harasses me if he cycles by me on the boardwalk. No, that’s not embarrassing at all.
And yet, I hate coffee flavoured things. Really hate, not just a mild distaste, I loathe coffee flavoured cakes and chocolates.
After attending a school event last week, we were invited to meet other parents over coffee and Coffee Cake. I thought that was a strange choice. Not everyone likes coffee, so a cake made of this flavour was quite restricting. As we entered the hall, I could see the cake and everyone was taking a piece and announcing how delicious it was. I was surprised that so many people liked Coffee Cake.
I was offered a piece but declined. Danny however, did take a piece. That surprised me. Danny doesn’t even drink coffee, hates it, but he knew this was coffee cake. He then said ‘this is really good, you should have some.’ When I expressed surprise that he was enjoying something that was coffee flavoured, he looked at me and burst out laughing.
‘You think this has coffee in it, don’t you?’
Well, it was called Coffee Cake, what else was I supposed to think?
Now I know, Coffee Cake does not contain coffee. Coffee Cake is cake that goes with coffee.
Lorna Harris is a a British native living in Orange Country, California. She writes about her life in the US, her family, travels and what she misses about the UK (and why it’s better - sometimes) on her blog Califlorna.
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Just when you think there can be no more left to trip you up... there is always something. Luckily it involved cake, which is always a good thing in any culture.
Posted by: Brit In Bosnia | 08 October 2009 at 08:37 AM
I thoroughly enjoyed reading this and totally understand.
Posted by: A Modern Mother | 08 October 2009 at 09:03 AM
I love coffee cake--American coffee cake that is and not coffee flavoured cake!! This was funny, I too find it strange that after years of being somewhere we can still get caught out, but it happens, thats for certain.
Posted by: Michelle | 08 October 2009 at 11:45 AM
The terrible thing is I've been avoiding it all this time. I'll have to make up for lost opportunities to eat cake!
Posted by: Lorna Harris | 08 October 2009 at 04:42 PM
That's so funny. My Aussie friends have a hard time ordering a Mocha in the U.S., they pronounce it macca and no one has any clue what they're talking about. I love coffee cake.
Posted by: Florida Girl In Sydney | 11 October 2009 at 03:19 AM
Oh dear. Well I didn't know coffee cake wasn't coffee flavoured!!
Posted by: Kelly | 14 October 2009 at 12:33 PM
Some of my best memories with my Grandmother were over coffee cake. Thx .
Posted by: Delonghi | 27 October 2009 at 01:51 AM