"Danishes"...

Looking through the dough section of a recipe book just now, I recalled these two bubbly, blonde volunteers from Denmark who stayed in the guesthouse beneath our offices. They were constantly baking and filling the building with incredible, hunger-inducing aromas. The first time I met them, they introduced themselves to me with a warm, melodious: 

"Hello! We are Danishes!"

I kept a smile on my face and responded with a "Nice to meet you"... and immediately went upstairs to share the story with some other English speakers. 

And only THEN did I explode with laughter.

Every time I think of them, I smile. 

"Danishes"...