At a crowded hotel restaurant, my parents and I gave our order to the waitress. A short time later, she returned. "I'm sorry," she told Mom, "but we're out of french toast." Mom thought for a moment before asking if she could have eggs, toast and a glass of milk. The waitress nodded, and as she turned to leave, Mom added, "But just before you bring it to me, beat the eggs and milk together, dip the bread in it and fry it on the griddle for two minutes on each side."
*Thanks, SalTCBug!
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