Today I learned that Persians are not 'brown' and calling them such results in a terribly faux pas. I was let off the hook for not having many Persian friends.
I think I need to clarify my complete and total ignorance in this.
For 18 years of my life; this was a persian:

Om nom nom nom nom.
They come from this place:

Yes. The Persian Man. And likely Italian, from the looks of the mustache... So for the majority of my life, Persians referred to a delicious dessert that was uncomplicated and that you could buy for 1$ after school from some fundraiser that would invariably be hawking them in the halls. Sure, there was some vague notion that cats or rugs or some gulf waaaay across the ocean may be involved, but... mmm.
Don't worry, I've learned a lot since then. ;)
(Sidenote, Calgary was rumoured to have a Thunder Bay day where they'd fly out boxes of persians and Labatt Crystal for us displaced persons. I think it was a lie. Sigh.)
lols
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