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February 15, 2011
I went to a party (briefly!) last night. There were lots of snacks there, but Ian particularly enjoyed one -- little fried things in a sugary syrup. He asked Dave what they were.

"They're gob-jommin! You've had them before, haven't you?" said Dave.

"Oh, gob-JOMMIN! Of course, right..."

Ian was too embarrassed to say that he still didn't know what they were. He scooped almost all of them onto his plate and covered them with a napkin.

"I think they're called gob-jommin," he said to me, "and I think I love them. Let's get out of here before Dave catches me."