Back in 1989 I was on holiday in Yugoslavia. (before they had their war)
I read in a book about a typical Yugoslavian speciality (food).
I had a stroll around town and felt peckish but I had forgotten the name of the snack.
So I walked up to a girl sitting in a restaurant eating something peculiar. It very soon became clear that English wasn't her second language.
I asked: "What is this called".
And got the reply: "No, no, it's very hot". (It turned out to be a funny looking pizza she was having)
So I stepped into a fast-food restaurant and asked the guy behind the counter.
After some good 30 seconds he replied with a heavy Yugoslavian accent: "Aha... hambourgèr!".