"I had the strangest dream last night," a Jewish man was telling his psychiatrist. "I saw my mother, but when she turned around to look at me, I noticed that she had your face. And you can imagine,  I found this very disturbing. In fact I woke up immediately and couldn't get back to sleep. I just lay there in bed waiting for morning to come, then I got up, drank a Coke, and came right over here for my appointment. I thought you could help me explain the meaning of  this strange dream."

"The psychiatrist thinks for a moment, then says, "A Coke? You call that a breakfast?"