Does anyone else see violinist Anne-Sophie Mutter's name and think of Mutter Paneer?
I just had to put down the New York Philharmonic's 2010 season catalog last night to raid the refrigerator. (The best I could do was a bag of frozen peas and an unopened packet of paneer.)
Why, I wonder, does seeing Pavarotti's name in print not lead to cravings for bread? [Pav (in Marathi) = Pão (in Portuguese) = bread and Roti = a type of Indian bread. A good thing his first name isn't Nanni. Opera fans can't live on bread alone.]