Once a proposal of marriage was brought to a man who was simple minded. Poor fellow! He had no idea how to behave in the company of others. And so, in order to save him from embarrassment, his father, who was a man of the world, cautioned him as follows: "When you visit the bride for the first time you no doubt will not know what to talk to her about. Therefore, if you want to make a good impression on her, here's my advice. First, begin talking about love. Then you can touch on family affairs. You can wind up with a little philosophy."
The groom nodded gravely and replied that he understood perfectly. Then, with his father's blessings he went off to make his first call on his intended.
At first he felt great constraint because the girl's parents were present, but when they left from motives of delicacy, he relaxed somewhat. Then, remembering his father's counsel, he suddenly asked the girl, "Do you love noodles?"
"Sure," she answered in surprise, "Why shouldn't I love noodles?"
After a moment of silence, he continued, "Do you have a brother?"
"No, I have no brother."
The groom rejoiced-- he had safely weathered his father's first two instructions, had talked about love and family matters. Now he still had to philosophize a bit. "Kaleh," he asked furrowing his brow, "if you had a brother, would he have loved noodles?"
A silly question -- if he had ever tasted THIS lukshen!