Grandfather Is Lying on His Deathbed When He Suddenly Smells Strudel
An old man lying on his deathbed with his children, grandchildren, and older great-grandchildren all around, teary-eyed at the approaching end of a productive life suddenly smells potato pie.
The old man is in a terminal coma, and the doctors have confirmed that the waiting will be over within the next twelve hours. Suddenly, the old man opens his eyes and croaks:
"I must be dreaming of heaven! I smell your grandmother's sweet potato pie!"
"No, grandfather, you are not dreaming. Grandmother is baking sweet potato pie now."
The old man asks for a taste of his wife's potato pie:
"I know I will never have another taste of her delicious sweet potato pie after this one. Could you please go down and get me a piece?"
One of the grandchildren was quick to honor the old man's last request. After a long time, he returns empty-handed. The old man asks:
"Did you bring me one last piece of your grandmother's delicious sweet potato pie?"
The grandchild responded:
"I'm very sorry, grandfather, but she says it's for the funeral."