The liquor store is a packie (package store).
When I moved to MA, I had a terrible time with the accent. There's that broad "a", and the habit of removing perfectly good "r"s from some words and putting them haphazardly into other words that didn't come with them in the first place and certainly don't need them.
For example, a vendor called my office from some company named Ah-see-eh. I kept asking her to spell it and she just kept repeating, "ah! see! eh! ah! see! eh!" Finally I just wrote down "Assier" in case it was a French company. Turns out it was RCA. How was I supposed to know?
Then there was the woman who called from the Sharrrmut Bank. Funny, I'd seen that bank before and it was Shawmut. There's no "r" in Shawmut.
I then met a guy who tried to tell me a joke about three guys going into a desert - one brought food, one brought water, and the third brought a caaaaah duuuuah. By the time I figured out he meant a car door, he was too mad to finish the joke.
And then he said we were going to stop by the "packie" on the way to a party. Well, I knew enough Bostonian by now to know I had to insert an "r" into that word. And he couldn't figure out why I kept asking him what a parkie was.
We didn't date much longer.
Sorry, threadjack over