The Joke That Started It All

When my girlfriend and I went out for Sunday brunch this weekend, I ordered something I'd never tried before--Eggs Benedict.

"The first of my Audrey and Lawrence stories," I told her, "starts with a joke about Eggs Benedict."

She popped a red grape in her mouth. "What's the joke?"

I didn't want to tell her, at first. My mind was barraged by images of my past and my bed before she was in it, and I remembered the first time I heard the joke. I was young then, like Audrey. Like Audrey, I welcomed a...