September 25, 2010

Saturday Smile

We stopped for a quick meal and the waiter 
brought us each a bowl of soup.


As the waiter turned away to return to the kitchen, 
Pa stopped him, calling: "Waiter!"
"Yes ,sir, is there something wrong?"
"The soup. Taste it," replied Pa.
"I beg your pardon, Sir?"
"Taste it."
"But, Sir, I can assure you that the soup is excellent."
"Taste it," Pa persisted.
"Sir, the soup was made this morning 
of the finest ingredients."
"Taste it!"
The exasperated waiter finally relented. 
"All right, Sir, I'll taste it."

Then after a pause he said, "Where is the spoon?"

To which Pa replied triumphantly, "Ah ha ... "