Mexican Jews

[Huh?]

Two Jewish men, Saul and Abe, were sitting in a Mexican restaurant. Saul asked Abe, "Are there any people of our faith born and raised in Mexico?"

Abe replied, "I don't know, let's ask our waiter."

When the waiter came by, Abe asked him, "Are there any Mexican Jews?"

The waiter said, "I don't know Senor, I'll ask the cooks."

He returned from the kitchen in a few minutes and said, "No sir, no Mexican Jews."

Abe wasn't really satisfied with that and asked, "Are you absolutely sure?"

The waiter, realizing he was dealing with "Gringos" gave the expected answer, "I will check again, Senor!" and went back into the kitchen.

While the waiter was away, Saul said, "I find it hard to believe that there are no Jews in Mexico. Our people are scattered everywhere."

The waiter returned and said, "Senor, the head cook said there is no Mexican Jews."

"Are you certain?" Abe asked once again, "I can't believe there are no Mexican Jews!"

"Senor, I ask EVERYONE," replied the exasperated waiter. "All we have is orange jews, prune jews, tomato jews and grape jews."