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Foreigners cannot enjoy our food, I suppose, any more than we can enjoy
theirs. It is not strange; for tastes are made, not born. I might glorify
my bill of fare until I was tired; but afer all, the Scotchman would shake
his head, and say, "Where's your haggis?" and the Fijan would
sigh and say, "Where's your missionary?" But when the time comes that a man has had his dinner, then the true
man comes to the surface. |
 Ad from Ladies Home Journal, December 1925 for Aunt Jemima pancake flour. From the Dave Thomson collection. |
Only strangers eat tamarinds--but they only eat them once.
- Roughing It
Sagebrush is a very fair fuel, but as a vegetable it is a distinguished failure.
Nothing can abide the taste of it but the jackass and his illegitimate child
the mule.
- Roughing It
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