I had lunch today at Le Roosevelt Bar & Cafe at Utah Beach, Normandy. This beachside building was one of the few structures to survive the massive bombings of the D-Day invasion.
This is part of the conversation from a neighbouring table. A woman with inviolate blonde hair turned to the other woman at her table and said, “Well thaaaat waz rude!””What?””What that waitress said.””What did she say?”She asked that man, I can’t believe it, “if he had a cock!”
“Nooooo. She asked if he was having croque monsieur. It’s a sandwich.”
“Reeeeaaaaly? What’s in it?”