Some Of My Irish Stuff

True story:

About fifteen years ago my husband's parents went to Ireland. (My mother-in-law's parents were from Mayo. Father-in-law's family were Neapolitans.)

One night in Dublin they went into an "Italian" restaurant and ordered the "pizza."

The waitress disappeared. She was gone a long time.

Finally she returned, with an apologetic look on her pretty face.

"Oh sir," she said. "I'm so terribly sorry, sir. But it seems--

"It seems we're all out of cheddar cheese!

"Would it be all right if they used the mozzarella instead?"

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