A conversation between husbands

So I have this friend whose husband my husband gets along with just splendidly. And they communicate like two peas in a pod, often by word-association, onomatopoeia (or however you spell that damn word), alliteration...you name it. And when they strike upon something exciting, well, let's just say that it gets confusing and quite often you're not sure what they were talking about in the first place. And neither are they.

In Whole Foods today:

husband number 1: Hey, do you want to get some caricature? They have a caricature counter!!

husband number 2: Hmm...caricature...what's that? Have you heard of chiaroscuro?

husband number 1: Is that like chorizo?

husband number 2: It's Brazilian BBQ. It's a Texas thing...it's run by a bunch of guys from Texas.

Me: Hey, we need to move on, and it's C-H-A-R-C-U-T-E-R-I-E, as in, do you need any ham for sandwiches this week?

husbands number 1 and 2: Oh.

And then there was some version of singing the word charcuterie as if it were the title of the next off-Broadway hit.