(I know several earnest thoughtful women who would rather see their children peaked than brew something with the foreign name minestrone, because in this year of 1942 the United States is at war with Italy. There is a fundamental if tiring truth about all this, and you and I can only hope that right will conquer over might before too long.) [In the 1950's some people feel helplessly antagonistic to borscht! Fortunately, I do not.]
--M.F.K. Fischer, How to Cook A Wolf. (In parantheses, from the 1942 edition; in brackets, added in the 1951 edition.)
Freedom Fries? Falafel? What are the politically despised foods of our war?