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A post about a box of Macy's chocolates we received as a gift, the name of which has a long history going back to the early part of last century in Seattle.

The chocolates have long since been consumed, and I can vouch for their tastiness. However, I cannot vouch for the choice of name for the product.



Frango? Frango? Are they trying to conjure up mixtures of France and Mango? My Aunt Fran? Are they aware that "frango" is Portuguese for "chicken"?

Well, as usual, it turns out that there is a complicated story here, and that Macy's inherited the 'brand' which has a convoluted history in the Northwest and Midwestern USA. Wikipedia has a decent article on Frango.

It seems that what we ate was a box of Midwestern Frango.

You never know how much history you are chewing on at any one time, do you?

My prompt: "What people do when they are bored determines whether they will be great or not."

My son's response: "Do what should be done."

Us together, in the liverpudlian voices of the vultures in The Jungle Book: "Hmm. I dunno, whaddyou wanna do?"