| | Old story but still deserves to be told:
So, Ricky (just started dating at the
time) and I were having lunch at Java Jive. We had ordered challah
french toast as an appatizer but it didn't come out until after the
meal. So, as we are finishing up I dipped my fork int othe syrup and
tried the first bite.
<Ricky> "How is it?"
<Lynn> "It's great, but slightly tough. It's Challah bread which is supposed to be that way."
<Ricky> "Good, but it's pronounced 'Ha-lah'."
<Lynn> "No, it's pronounced 'Cha-lah'."
<Ricky> "No, it's 'HA-LAH'."
<Lynn> "NO, it's 'CHA-LAH'; I
know I lived with three jewish people last semester." (contently smug
with my defense and waiting for his appoplogy)
<Ricky> "Lynn, I'm Jewish."
<Lynn> 
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