Apparently I don't enunciate

I get home late tonight & am unloading my lunch dishes to prepare to put them in the dishwasher.

"Oh, no", I lament, when finding a cling film wrapped lemon slice in the lunch bag, "I forgot to squeeze the lemon juice on the leftovers of Sharon's soup."

"Why is that such a big tragedy," my roommate Dan asks?

"Because," I reply, "the lemon juice really brings out the flavours in the dhal soup."

"Wow.... well, I won't tell Sharon you said that."

"Said what?"

"What you said about her soup."

Puzzled, I think for a minute & finally clue in.

"I said dhal soup. D-H-A-L. Not 'dull' soup."

Dan, "Oh, gotcha."