“Finally, my prejudices . . . I am also against margarine, ‘prepared’ foods, broiled grapefruit, marshmallow sweet potatoes, and whipped cream in pressurized cans. On the other hand, I am wild about peanut butter and canned fruit cocktail (even the kind that tastes like the can). I will eat as much process cheese as I am handed, and I have been known to put mayonnaise on cooked pears. I am also a notorious stealer of Franco-American spaghetti from the plates of unsuspecting children, and (probably) the foremost canned ravioli maven on the east coast” (Robert Farrar Capon, The Supper of the Lamb, p. 8).
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