My father, (WW2)myself, (Vietnam) poke fun loudly at libs in collegetown restaurants to the discomfiture of both our wives (who kick us under the table), even though they are devout Conservatives too.
"Don't go starting something now. Eat your dinner."
Fun, eh? I know it spoils liberal chow while enhancing ours.
What will they say? Usually, it's nothing but bad looks and wimpy stares.
Hooah!
I'd wait until the food is served. Wouldn't want rat spit in my dinner.