[Mezzaluna]

Long, but worth sticking with it:

A Texan decides he wants to see more of the USA so he goes to New York City. His friends have told him he has to visit an authentic Jewish delicatessen, so he finds one and sits himself down at the counter.

"What'll you have?" asked the waitress.

"Well, Ma'am, I'm new to this way of eatin' and I just don't know what to order. What's good?"

"A nice bowl of matzo ball soup is what you want," she told him.

The Texan looked askance, puzzled, reluctant to try the suggestion, but at last ordered a bowl of matzo ball soup.

The waitress soon returned with a big bowl of the golden soup with two matzo balls glistening in the broth. The Texan gave a hesitant look, but picked up his spoon and took a bite of one of the dumplings. His cautious taste led to more enthusiastic bites and soon he finished the bowl.

The waitress returned and said, "I guess you liked the soup!"

"I sure did, Ma'am!" he replied with gusto. "But I have just one little question."

"Sure, what do you want to know?" the waitress asked.

"Just what other parts of this here matzo critter do you folks eat?"