Rensselaer Semi-Weekly Republican, Volume 40, Number 52, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 6 March 1908 — LIMITATIONS OF THE PALATE. [ARTICLE]

LIMITATIONS OF THE PALATE.

Cosmopolitan Appetite I» Evidence ot a Cultured Mind. “A dish of stewed pipe-stems that turns out a pudding, and thin ye ate It for a vegetable!” a contemptuous Irish cook recently termed macaroni. Salads she scorned equally as “furrin messes”; shell-fish, certain meats, most soups and some vegetables she declared she could “niver bring me stummlck „ to.” Her mistress, who realized that a hard-working maid, foolish or not, •must have plenty of food which she will eat, explained the situation to a friend, who advised ,lier to give the girl leave to fill gaps whenever she would with milk, bacon and potatoes. “I’ve dealt with the same thing,” she said. "It’s the limitations of the untrained palate. There are often more donit-likes and wou’t-eats to be considered in the kitchen than in the dining room.

“A cosmopolitan appetite is strong evidence of a cultured mind, my husband declares; and lie's always training the children to like things. He makes stories about the dishes on the table, and sometimes he brings us home odd, new things to try —foreign fruits, and spicy things in jars, and once bear-steak. The boys were wild over it. our children aren’t nearly as fussy about food as—well, let me give you an example. “A friend of mine owns a fine farm, and every year she has a half-dozen poor children from the city make a long stay there, and work outdoors, and learn gardeuiug and farming. They like it, and work hard, aud are immensely proud of their crops; but every season, when the harvest arrives, and their products come to the tent of being actually cooked aud served, there Is the same disappointment. “With the exception of just two or* three commonplace staples, they don’t like them, and won’t eat them. The choice things, the delicacies and the rarities they promiMly dislike and reject. “This yekt one sympathetic •child Attempted comfort 'I “Never mind, Miss White,” she told ■her crestfallen hoAteSs, eagjerly, ‘l’ve seen just the same kind of stuff In the big market at home. It must be good to sell, If It ain’t good to eat.’ - Youth’s Companion.