Tails required

Tall, dark and handsome, he flies in just for dinner.

A connoisseur of only the best, a highbrow dressed in tails who prefers to wait rather than eat at the local bistros.

He waits patiently. Only the juiciest meats, the saltier salads, the marinated veggies, line this buffet.

Here the beverages are steeped for days, in exotic flavors -- and aged to perfection.

Proud, patient, stately, head held high and eyes gleaming, he nods knowingly as he partakes of the finest food around. Then, his leisurely feast over . . .

He lifts his wings in benediction, throws back his head and gives a mighty, "Caw!" before flying away from the esoteric delights of Chez Gutter.