A boy was driving home to Minnesota from his first semester of college…
…in California for winter break. He had the car packed and he left after his last final. He wanted to make good time so he drove all night, but as the sun came up his stomach started to rumble…it was time for breakfast!
He pulled into a mom and pop diner and it looked exactly like you’d expect a midwest greasy spoon/truck stop-type restaraunt to look: red and white checkered plastic table cloths, napkin holders, cook wearing a stained white t-shirt, the whole works. A very old waitress greets him and asks him what he’d like to eat. The boy, already exhausted from driving all night, orders the eggs Benedict, a glass of orange juice, and a cup of coffee. After a little while, and after a couple cups of coffee, the boy’s order is ready. The waitress brings out his meal on the fanciest china he had ever seen…real crystal for the OJ, polished silver.
Taken aback, the boy asks the waitress “thanks, but what is with the fancy place setting?” The waitress smiles and reveals a missing tooth and replies, “well you know, there’s no plate like chrome for the hollandaise!”
p.s. I know it’s an oldie…I heard this version on Car Talk years ago.