>

> Two Jewish men, Sid and Abe, are sitting in a Mexican restaurant one day
> whilst on holiday.

>

> Sid asks Abe,"Do you know if any people of our ancestry were ever born and
> raised in Mexico ?"

>

> Abe replies, "I don't know, let's ask our waiter."

>

> When the waiter arrives, Abe asks, "Are there any Mexican Jews?"

>

> The waiter says, "I don't know senor, I ask the cooks."

>

> He returns from the kitchen after a few minutes and says, "No senor, the
> cook say no Mexican Jews."

>

> Abe isn't satisfied and asks, "Are you absolutely sure?"

>

> The waiter, realizing he is dealing with "Gringos" replies, "I check once
> again, senor," and goes back into the kitchen.

>

> While the waiter is away, Sid says, "I find it hard to believe that there
> are no Jews in Mexico . Our people are scattered everywhere."

>

> The waiter returns and says, "Senor, the head cook Manuel, he say there is
> no Mexican Jews."

>

> "Are you certain?" Abe asks again. "I just can't believe there are no
> Mexican Jews!"

>

> "Senor, I ask EVERYONE," replies the exasperated waiter. "All we have is
> Orange Jews, Grape Jews, Prune Jews, Tomato Jews, and Apple Jews - no
> Mexican Jews."