A Greek Sliver

My wife had some ladies over for a Bible study tonight, and she had asked me to pick up a cake for dessert.  The only thing I could find at the store meeting her very specific requirements was called, “Chocolate Therapy.”  This thing was a double-decker chocolate cake with chocolate icing between the layers, chocolate icing melted and drizzled over the outside, and a giant chocolate rose on the top.  In short, we couldn’t figure out if it was supposed to be therapy or put you in therapy.

When the meal was done, the ladies asked my wife to cut them a piece, and that is when the real fun began.  Each one asked for a sliver of cake.  Now, to a normal person that meant a very thin, almost invisible from the side piece of cake.  To my Greek wife that meant a quite large wedge of cake that stood about four to five inches off the plate…on its side.

When several of the ladies started to protest that they really only wanted a sliver, my wife said, “That is a sliver…a Greek sliver.”