Not a great one, admittedly, and it was trounced this afternoon.
2 ladies ordered 2 filtered coffees, three men with them had 3 teas.
I delivered the order and asked which of the men would pour the tea.
"Philip" said the men, pointing at their friend.
I arranged the pot with the handle towards him.
"You can 'phillip' the cups" I said, inwardly groaning.
Later two regulars commented on how much they'd enjoyed their soup:
"although we were a little worried when we saw it was 'Nancies's pea and mint' " they said, "We weren't too sure what Nancie might have been drinking."
It's how we get through a long, busy Sunday.