Accent? What Accent?

While watching a baseball game in the California Hotel & Casino’s sports book, I felt a light tap on my shoulder.

It was a 30-ish Caucasian woman with a man I assumed was her husband or boyfriend (you know we never ask these things in Las Vegas, because what happens there, stays there).

“Excuse me,” she said, “Is there a churny resh-awnt here? Someone told us to try the churvy resh-awnt on the mezzanine level.”

I paused, then brilliantly replied, “What?”

“Churny resh-awnt. Churny resh-awnt.”

I sat up and leaned toward her. “What’s a churny resh-awnt?”

“You know, where they serve churny food.”

(Churny food, churny food … what the heck is … ohhhhhh!)

“It’s right around the corner,” I said, pointing in the right direction.

“Thanks!” she smiled, and they went off for their Chinese food. Of course, there IS no Chinese restaurant at the California, but I guess the Lanai Express does serve noodle soup and some popular Hawaii-Chinese dishes.

Churny resh-awnt, indeed.