It's the little things ...

So, I was in the butcher's last Saturday morning, and I said "Can I have two chicken Maryland please?"
One of the guys starts to get some chicken breasts, and I said "Oh, sorry, I meant Marylands". He looked at me. Oddly. Very oddly.
"You want what?"
"Two chicken Marylands, please"
"..."
"You know, the thigh and the drumstick together on the same joint ... Maryland"
"Oh, OK"
"Ahhh ... don't you call that cut 'Maryland'?" I ask
"No"
"Oh, OK ... what do you call them here then?"
"We call them Legs"