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From The Asian Reporter, V36, #4 (April 6, 2026), page 6.
Two lawyers, a doctor, and a businessman walk into a bar …
Well, it wasn’t a bar. It was actually a Korean fried chicken place, but that doesn’t sound as good as a set up for a joke, does it?
But it’s actually funny. Hmm ... maybe I should start again.
So, Chris, Tom (both lawyers), Stan (a doctor), and myself (a businessman) finished playing tennis and decided to get a bite to eat. Our group plays tennis every week, and our routine is basically the same: play tennis, hurl tennis-related insults at each other, laugh about it, then get something to eat.
On most occasions, we get fish tacos. Why fish tacos? Because one of the taco shops nearby sells one dollar fish tacos all night long. The tacos are fine, but that’s not why we get them. The emphasis is on the dollar-per-taco thing.
We are all doing reasonably well in our careers. We make good livings. We drive reasonably nice cars. We live in nice neighborhoods. We can afford some of the finer things in life. We could even splurge on (dare I say it), regular priced tacos. We could even budget for tacos that cost 200% more than what we usually pay (that’s $2 for those who are counting).
But we don’t. Give me my dollar fish tacos. What’s the saying? "You can take the man out of Frugaltown, but you can’t take the Frugaltown out of the man." Or something like that.
And yet, this night was different. For months, we have been talking about having a change of pace. There’s a Korean fried chicken place right across the street from the taco shop, but we’ve never gone because they are usually closed before we arrive. This night, we finished early. And here’s the kicker. As much as we love one dollar fish tacos, the Korean fried chicken place had something just as enticing — one dollar chicken wings! A whole chicken wing for a dollar? Sign me up!
Between the four of us, we ordered more than 50 wings! And with five different sauces available, it was a virtual wing-o-rama! At the end of the night, after each of us ripped into the wings with our fingers, the four of us held up our greasy soy/garlic-stained hands as if we were surgeons overlooking a carnage of chicken bones. It was delightful.
I dare say that there is a difference between men and women. Take Costco, for example. We all know about the free samples they hand out in the frozen section. For women, I assume they will try one of the samples to determine whether that chicken nugget is something they’d take home to provide nourishment for their family. For men, the whole concept of going to Costco to bring back food is a secondary priority. Our first priority is to determine how many of those chicken nuggets we can eat in person at the cart before they decide to notify security.
After all, what’s even more enticing than a one-dollar fish taco or chicken wing? We’re talking about free chicken nuggets here, people.
Next time, I’d like to share my experiences testing the limits of an all-you-can-eat buffet.
Humor writer Wayne Chan lives in the San Diego area;
cartoonist Wayne Chan is based in the Bay Area.
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