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While furniture shopping in Indonesia one morning last week (more to come on that), the sales clerk helpfully pulled out a sheet of blank labels and asked us our names. "For me to remember what you like," he said. I told him Ann & Gerry, because, well, those are our names.
Halfway through our spree, I turned back to re-examine one of the items the sales clerk had labeled for us. That's when I noticed it:
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gravy train: an idiomatic expression referring to any lucrative endeavor; for emphasis, one can say the gravy train has biscuit wheels.
Today we live in Charleston, South Carolina, where we enjoy every deep-fried, bacon-wrapped minute.
