"do we need a cheese grater?"
"should i get some lean cuisines ... ugh. no processed food" then quickly shuffling away, cart teeming with frozen pizzas.
they stopped next to a display with pickles.
"are kosher pickles like real pickles?" one asked.
the other gave a resigned shrug and said "i have no idea. i don't even know what kosher means."
"i just know it means unclean," the first one responded. "i guess i don't need pickles."
i did not correct her. maybe that's what you learn sophomore year.