posted 02-17-2005 06:15 PM         

Here is a story about a famous food critic's recent visit to Europe last
summer. He had a delightful time sampling the cosine in Italy, France and
Germany, but he made the mistake of stopping off in London on the way home.
Needless to say, he found English food bland and overcooked. However, one
day he had a great meal of fish & chips at a London pub. He asked the
manager of the pub if he could have the recipe for the fish and chips.
The manager confessed that he bought his fish and chips from a nearby
monastery, and so our critic would have to get the recipe from one of the
brothers.
So he quickly ran down the street to the monastery and knocked on the door.
When one of the brothers came to the door, he asked him if he were the "Fish
Friar."
The brother replied, "No, I'm the Chip Monk."