hose tabulated humbugs； those certificated aridities calling themselves human food！ An ounce of either； any pounds？……of the best rump…steak。 There are not many ounces of mon sense in the brain of him who proves it； or of him who believes it。 In some countries； this stuff is eaten by choice； in England only dire need can pel to its consumption。 Lentils and haricots are not merely insipid； frequent use of them causes something like nausea。 Preach and tabulate as you will； the English palate……which is the supreme judge……rejects this farinaceous makeshift。 Even as it rejects vegetables without the natural conitant of meat； as it rejects oatmeal…porridge and griddle…cakes for a mid…day meal； as it rejects lemonade and ginger…ale offered as substitutes for honest beer。
What is the intellectual and moral state of that man who really believes that chemical analysis can be an equivalent for natural gusto？……I will get more nourishment out of an inch of right Cambridge sausage； aye； out of a couple of ounces of honest tripe； than can be yielded me by half a hundredweight of the best lentils ever grown。
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Talking of vegetables； can the inhabited globe offer anything to vie with the English potato justly steamed？ I do not say that it is always……or often……to be seen on our tables； for the steaming of a potato is one of the great achievements of culinary art； but； when it IS set before you； how flesh and spirit exult！ A modest palate will find more than simple fort in your boiled potato of every day； as served in the decent household。 New or old； it is beyond challenge delectable。 Try to think that civilized nations exist to whom this food is unknown……nay； who speak of it； on hearsay； with contempt！ Such critics； little as they suspect it； never ate a potato in th