Okay, this may be a "thing" but it was new to me and I had a hard time keeping a straight face! MIL and the girls and I went out to a new(-to-us) restaurant in town, a little hole-in-the-wall soul food place. It was plopped down in the kind of residential neighborhood where we're getting strange looks for being white folk driving down that particular street. It had a great review in the local paper and I've been trying to find good fried okra here for the last ten years, though, so it was worth a shot. (And it was really good!)
Anyway, the menu was a list of meats and sides scrawled on a whiteboard on the wall, and neither MIL or I could figure out whether "Jesus eggs" was an abbreviation for something or whether it was some dish we'd never heard of before, so she asked.
MIL: "Excuse me, but what are "Jesus eggs? I've never heard of those."
Cook (also, I suspect, owner and the woman the restaurant is named for): "Lord almighty, you've never had Jesus eggs? Jesus eggs is like deviled eggs except [stage whisper] the devil ain't welcome 'round here no more!
I had a really hard time not breaking into giggles but I figured she'd probably be really offended if I did
It's like "freedom fries," I guess - I got the impression she wasn't changing the name to be silly or tongue-in-cheek, she really was trying to avoid involving the devil in her restaurant. Anyway, MIL and I both tried them and they were really good deviled eggs
Between that and the okra, I'm definitely coming back!