American Poultry
A wealthy Irish-American was proud of the opportunity to do the honours and “show off” on the occasion of a visit to New York of one of his compatriots from the “Ould Counthry.” To dazzle him he invited him to dine at one of the most notable and “toniest” of restaurants. “Now, me bhoy,” he said, “just you follow my lead, and I’ll order everything of the best.” Seated at table, the host led off with—“Waiter, fetch a couple of cocktails.” His friend gave himself away, however, when he whispered audibly—“Waiter, if ye don’t moind, I’d rather have a wing.”