Mexicon Jews

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Two old Jewish men, Sid and Al, are sitting in a Mexican restaurant in L.A.
Sid asks Al, “Do you know of any people of our faith born & raised in
Mexico ?”

Al replies, “I don't know; let's ask our waiter.”
When the waiter arrives, Al asks, “Are there any Mexican Jews?”
The waiter says, “I don't know senor; I ask the cooks.”

He returns from the kitchen after a few minutes and says, “No, senor; the
cook say no Mexican Jews.”
Al isn't satisfied and asks, “Are you absolutely sure?”

The waiter, realizing he is dealing with Gringos' replies, “I check once
again, senor!”
He goes back into the kitchen.

While the waiter is away, Sid 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 Juan say there is no
Mexican Jews.”
“Are you certain?”Al asks again. “I just can't believe there are no Mexican Jews!”

”SENOR, I ask EVERYONE,” replies the exasperated waiter. “All we have is
Orange Jews, Grape Jews, Prune Jews, and Tomato Jews.”