Although I’ve lived in New Orleans for over a decade, I am still corrected for mispronouncing certain words. Some pronunciations are waved over, but so-help-you-God if you call our city “New OrlEEns,” mistake a “streetcar” for a “trolley” or pronounce praline “PRAY-leen.”
The latter happened to me just the other day while I was gobbling a pint of New Orleans Ice Cream Co.’s Praline Crunch. My friend Dani gave me the evil eye and enunciated, very clearly, “PRAH-leen, Kim. It’s PRAH-leen.” Oops! Regardless of my bad habits and mispronunciations, PRAH-leen ice cream has always been one of my favorites. My mother also had a thing for PRAH-leens & Cream (though she called it “PRAY-leens & Cream”) and it would be her scoop of choice when we visited the local ice cream parlor.