The preacher was going for a dinner visit at the home of a family where the Dad was a member of the church but the mother was not.
The mother was agreeable that her husband could invite the preacher to the house for a meal though.
When the preacher arrived, the mother was still working in the kitchen so he sat in the living room getting acquainted with the children.
“What are we having for dinner?” he asked.
“Crow,” said the little girl.
“Oh,” he said, perplexed, “do you mean chicken?”
“No,” said the little girl.
“Mommy said we are having the ole crow for dinner.”
