Spaghetti Story

My father told me that when he first came to New York he had never eaten spaghetti. He saw it at a nearby table and ordered it. His companion, a musician who had hired my father to perform for a $100 fee suggested that he use a spoon to roll the spaghetti into a neat bite sized roll to make it easier and neater to eat. Afterwards, the check bounced for lack of funds; thus, my father said it cost him a hundred dollars to learn how to eat spaghetti.

Ketchup Story

My father told me that when he was a student in New York one day at lunch in a restaurant he sampled the kitchup that was provided to each table. He had never tasted ketchup; he liked it and took a second tablespoon of the ketchup. When the check came for his lunch there was a twenty-five cent charge for ketchup.