I would like to know more about this story, but barring that at least explain what duck frites are.
I'll start with explaining the duck frites. They're thin-cut french fries that are fried in duck fat. SUPER-flavorful. They have a harissa ketchup or aioli or something else that is really good that they serve as a standard sauce, and you can order other sauces.
So, we were going to Django for our anniversary with my best friend and her husband. These poor souls have seen me make an ass out of myself at dinner many a time. One time I pronounced jicama as "Juh-cah-muh." Another I asked the waitress what a caper tasted like (this was before I'd realized what they were, even though I'd had them before), and she said "salty bud," but I misheard her and asked, "Did you just say they taste like a 'salty butt'?" The point of that backstory is to explain that they realize that I can be a total fool.
Anyway. We walk in the front door, and they have a sandwich-style sign announcing that the featured dessert that night was a "chocolate hazelnut creme brulee." Janny is the cook in our house, so he explained to me as we walked in that it was code for Nutella creme brulee (I have a big ol' Nutella boner in general), but that they couldn't really
say Nutella.
Alex, our waiter, is coming to take our order, and tells us the specials. He talks about the minced lamb entree, the garlic mushroom appetizer, and then he got to the desserts. It went sort of like this:
Alex: "And for dessert, we have a delicious chocolate hazelnut creme brulee."
Me, leaning in and half-whispering: "OH, is that with the N-word... that we're not supposed to say?"
Alex (his eyes huge): "...Uh... er..."
Janny and friends: [choke on their beers]
Me (realizing that I said something fairly terrible on accident, so struggling to make it better quickly): "You know, the one that rhymes with 'Schmu-tella'?"
That really didn't clear things up for poor Alex, so Janny jumped in and explained that he had told me it was a facsimile of Nutella. Alex kindly half-laughed and went on to describe the dessert as "airy and light." I figured I should just double-down and try and make it better with a joke, so I laughed and said, "Did you just say 'Aryan light'?"
Janny gave about a 30% tip that night.