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My favorite Italian restaurant in My Home Town offers an "antipasto" plate featuring olives, tapanade, artichoke hearts, prosciutto, salami and roasted garlic. It also includes a small sample-size portion of fettucini with pesto sauce.

It's yummy, but isn't it... wrong? Antipasto doesn't literally translate as "appetizer," it means stuff that you eat before the pasta.

This shows why I would be bad at running a restaurant. I would refuse to call the plate "antipasto," and get really stuck on just what to call it.