Holiday Joke
I'm giving a talk in church in just over an hour, and I'm starting with this little story.
Joe was a long haul truck driver who found himself on the road one Christmas morning, far away from his home and family. He pulled into a familiar truck stop and was greeted by Mavis, a waitress who'd known Joe for more than ten years.
Mavis smiled brightly as he took his customary seat at the counter. "Merry Christmas, Joe," she said. "The usual?"
"Merry Christmas, Mavis," he answered. "No, I think I'll try something different this morning, being Christmas and all. Let me see a menu." Joe hadn't ordered anything but pancakes and sausage in years.
After looking at the menu for a bit, Joe decided to he was going to try the Eggs Benedict. A few minutes later Mavis brought him his holiday breakfast with toasted English muffins, Canadian bacon, and poached eggs, covered in hollandaise sauce, all served on a big, shiny chrome plate with a glass of fresh squeezed orange juice on the side. It looked and smelled delicious, but Joe was surprised at the presentation. "Hey Mavis" he asked, "What's with the fancy plate?"
"It's tradition," she answered. "Don't you know, there's no plate like chrome for the hollandaise?"
Happy hollandaise, everyone!
Joe was a long haul truck driver who found himself on the road one Christmas morning, far away from his home and family. He pulled into a familiar truck stop and was greeted by Mavis, a waitress who'd known Joe for more than ten years.
Mavis smiled brightly as he took his customary seat at the counter. "Merry Christmas, Joe," she said. "The usual?"
"Merry Christmas, Mavis," he answered. "No, I think I'll try something different this morning, being Christmas and all. Let me see a menu." Joe hadn't ordered anything but pancakes and sausage in years.
After looking at the menu for a bit, Joe decided to he was going to try the Eggs Benedict. A few minutes later Mavis brought him his holiday breakfast with toasted English muffins, Canadian bacon, and poached eggs, covered in hollandaise sauce, all served on a big, shiny chrome plate with a glass of fresh squeezed orange juice on the side. It looked and smelled delicious, but Joe was surprised at the presentation. "Hey Mavis" he asked, "What's with the fancy plate?"
"It's tradition," she answered. "Don't you know, there's no plate like chrome for the hollandaise?"
Happy hollandaise, everyone!
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