Jewish Humor

My oldest daughter, Karen, was living in London about three years ago. She hired a butler and asked him to set the table for four for a dinner with friends that evening. She went out to buy some food, came back and saw the table was set for eight. She asked the butler “Why is the table set for eight instead of four?” The butler said, “Well, while you were out, Mrs. Cohen called and said she was bringing the Blintzes and the Knishes, so I set the table for eight.”