WHERE ARE THE JEWS

There is a Jewish family vacationing in Mexico. One morning as they were having breakfast at a nice Mexican restaurant, the son asks his father, "Do you know if any people of our ancestry were ever born and raised in Mexico ?" The father replies, "I don't know son, let's ask our waiter. When the waiter arrives, The father asks Manuel the waiter, "Are there any Mexican Jews? "Manuel says, "I don't know senor, I ask Jose the cook. He returns from the kitchen after a few minutes and says, "No senor, Jose say no Mexican Jews ."The father isn't satisfied and asks, "Are you absolutely sure there are no Mexican Jews.?" The waiter, realizing he is dealing with "Gringos" replies, "I check once again, senor," and goes back into the kitchen. While the waiter is away, The father says ,"I find it hard to believe that there are no Jews in Mexico ...Our people are scattered everywhere The waiter returns and says, "Senor, the head cook Alejandro, he say there is no Mexican Jews." "Are you absolutely certain?" Abe asks again. "I just can't believe there are no Mexican Jews!" "Senor, I ask EVERYONE, in kitchen and even the farmer Fernando, who bring us our vegetables " replies the exasperated waiter. "All we have is Orange Jews, Grape Jews, Prune Jews, Tomato Jews and Apple Jews, but no Mexican Jews."enough said.