I’m going to a cookout this afternoon. That’s what we call them in the Greater Boston area: cookouts. Not barbecues. I mean, people do sometimes say barbecue. It’s not like the word is completely unknown here. It’s just that cookout is our cozy, hometown word.
Thanks to SNL and the eight thousand movies set in Southie, everyone knows we say wicked and d…
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