Not in New Jersey. Maybe it’s the heavy Italian influence, but lots of people call it gravy. As far as I’ve ever heard, “gravy” specifically implies the thick, red, cooked all day by your Italian granny kind of tomato sauce.
Bwuh? Really? It’s hard to imagine that people think of “you guys” as referring only to men! I use it to address all-female groups without even thinking about it. Example: “You guys want some coffee?”
Well, that’s good to know, in any case. If I heard a woman joke “but what about me,” I’d probably think she was trying to draw attention to the fact that she was female. Or a pedantic jerk. Or both. I’d think she was annoying in any case. I mean, I’d still think she was annoying for saying it, but at least I’d know that I did, indeed, refer to her as male according to her way of thinking.
The only people I’ve ever heard say “dungarees” were either quite old or trying to be ironically hip.
I also used “red up” upthread. I’m only mentioning it again because I remembered that this term was a plot point on an episode of Law & Order: Criminal Intent. I’ll spoiler it:
The episode involved a nanny who claimed to be from…I forget where. But Goren pegged her as coming from Western PA because she used the term “red up.” It’s very specific to the area, and it’s not something that people easily pick up just from living there for a while.
Good call on “open the light,” too! Ahhh…nostalgia. I miss gahn dahntahn for an Ahrn City.* That’s another regionalism–people pronounced the I (eye) sound in many words like “ah.” It was almost like they were swallowing the sound! This was very obvious in most cases, and also very easy to pick up. They did say “I” (referring to themselves) normally.
I also noticed people in Pittsburgh call traffic lights “redlights” even if they happen to be green. Do people in other areas do that too?
So, do you people call those concrete highway barriers “Jersey walls” or “Jersey barriers?” I got into an argument with a friend from Maryland over this issue.
- Okay, so I lie. I didn’t drink Iron City beer voluntarily. Nasty nasty stuff. Interestingly, it tasted like copper, not iron. Blech.