Flashback to the early 1990’s. I worked the cafeteria at Mary Washington College in Fredericksburg, Virginia. (It was a work-study program.) Southern kids would line up at the counter for me to serve them Worcestershire sauce, because they laughed at the way I pronounced it.
It’s “wista-SHEER sawce.” Years of seeing it passed around my New York Irish dinner table could not have misinformed me. It was the Southerners and their adorable “WAR-is-to-Shire” pronunciation that deserved laughter.
I’m glad we had this talk.
Eric Robert Nolan, Author 