The Pope and the steak house
His Holiness the Pope is planning a trip to London so he sends one of his cardinals on ahead, to make all the necessary arrangements and plan the route for the Popemobile etc. After a busy morning, meeting dignitaries and walking the proposed route, the cardinal gets rather peckish and decides to stop off at a little steak house.
"I'll have a ten ounce sirloin please" he says to the waiter.
"Certainly sir and how would you like it your Grace?" he replies.
The cardinal explains that he would like it rare, upon which the waiter yells "One bloody steak" towards the kitchen at the rear of the restaurant.
"I say my good man" says the cardinal, "I don't think there is any need for that sort of language in the presence of a man of the cloth!"
"No, you don't understand" replies the waiter, "That is how we refer to a rare steak".
Happy with the explanation, the cardinal apologies for the misunderstanding, eats his meal and leaves.
A few days later, the cardinal is accompanying the Pope on his official visit, when lunchtime approaches and His Holiness complains of hunger pangs.
Seeing an opportunity to ingratiate himself with the Pope, the cardinal informs him that he knows of a great little steak house which just happens to be nearby.
With the Popes agreement, the cardinal leads the way and they seat themselves at a table in the restaurant.
Seeing another opportunity to impress the Pope, the cardinal beckons the waiter and as he approaches the table says, in a loud voice, "Two bloody steaks please my man".
"That's right, you tell him" says the Pope "and plenty of f*cking chips!"
The Pope and the steak house
The Pope and the steak house
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