“You name it, we’ll make it!”
Was the big sign outside the new restaurant at Delhi. “There is no food we can’t make for you!”
“Excuse me sir!”, said a man with a heavy Russian accent to the waiter, “I would like please, A Garden Salad with Russian dressing.” “RUSSIAN DRESSING?! Screamed the head cook, “I’VE NEVER EVEN HEARD OF RUSSIAN DRESSING! WHAT ARE WE GOING TO GIVE THIS GUY? “Don’t worry,” said the owner to the cook, “I’ll take care of everything, you just make the salad.”
And that’s how it happened that two minutes later the waiter walked out with a big Garden Salad and a picture of a Russian man putting on his pants.