One day Clinton went out to dinner with a Jewish friend. The friend recommended a kosher place nearby.
They arrived and Clinton's friend ordered them both the house specialty: matzo ball soup. The waiter brought the bowls and Bill looked at the soup suspiciously, but his friend urged him to try at least one taste. So he took a bite of matzo ball and slurped some soup and clearly liked it.
After Clinton was finished he said, "Mmm mmm, that was good! But tell me, do you Jewish folks eat other parts of the matzo, or just the balls?"