My Dad was always the story-teller , he always had an anecdote or funny story to hand
one of his favourites was the story of the "Super Salad"
While travelling as a young Engineer , he visited Houston which was an Oil boom town . They
were hosted by some very friendly Texans and had a gruelling schedule touring facilities and meeting officials . At the end of the day they were starving and the host kindly offered to take them to dinner . They were taken to a very posh restaurant and as they walked to their seats he could see all sorts of delights on peoples plates - they were definitely in the right place.
A young waitress came to take their order . She had the broadest Texan accent my fathers Nigeran ears had ever heard , but he listened hard and managed to order something nice.
As she turned to leave she remembered something , turned round , and asked him ...would you like "super salad with that sir?". Well he thought , who wouldn't . Yes please he replied. Would you like "super salad" she repeated . Definitely he replied . She was now getting a little agitated . So "super salad..!" she repeated a little less politely . Well theres no need to take that tone he thought. Yes please he said ,I really like salad , I will like a super one even more.
Ok sir , so you will have the salad , not the soup . The mist cleared , she was saying
soup-ah-salad ( soup or salad !!! )