My restaurant was in a remote fishing village, which -- paradoxically -- was also home to a nuclear generating station.
For a catering order one day, I made leek and potato soup. One of the clients peered into the tureen suspiciously and asked "Does this have much onion in it? Because I don't like onions."
"Well," I said, "It's leek and potato soup. So there are leeks in it, but no regular onions."
"That's fine then," he replied. "I don't mind a few leeks."
"You know," I told him, "That's not what I want to hear from the guy who's refurbishing a nuclear reactor."
