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 Trust no one unless you have eaten much salt with him.
 [Lat., Nemini fidas, nisi cum quo prius multos read more 
 Trust no one unless you have eaten much salt with him.
 [Lat., Nemini fidas, nisi cum quo prius multos modios salis 
absumpseris.] 
 The consummate pleasure (in eating) is not in the costly flavour, 
but in yourself. Do you seek for sauce read more 
 The consummate pleasure (in eating) is not in the costly flavour, 
but in yourself. Do you seek for sauce for sweating? 
 "Here, dearest Eve," he exclaims, "here is food." "Well," 
answered she, with the germ of a housewife stirring within read more 
 "Here, dearest Eve," he exclaims, "here is food." "Well," 
answered she, with the germ of a housewife stirring within her, 
"we have been so busy to-day that a picked-up dinner must serve." 
 They eat, they drink, and in communion sweet
 Quaff immortality and joy.  
 They eat, they drink, and in communion sweet
 Quaff immortality and joy. 
 Each man to his stool, with that spur as he would to the lip of 
his mistress. Your diet read more 
 Each man to his stool, with that spur as he would to the lip of 
his mistress. Your diet shall be in all places alike; make not a 
City feast of it, to let the meat cool ere we can agree upon the 
first place; sit, sit. The gods require our thanks. 
He pares his apple that will cleanly feed.
He pares his apple that will cleanly feed.
 What will not luxury taste? Earth, sea, and air,
 Are daily ransack'd for the bill of fare.
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 What will not luxury taste? Earth, sea, and air,
 Are daily ransack'd for the bill of fare.
  Blood stuffed in skins is British Christians' food,
   And France robs marshes of the croaking brood. 
 I fear it is too choleric a meat.
 How say you to a fat tripe finely broiled?  
 I fear it is too choleric a meat.
 How say you to a fat tripe finely broiled? 
 And she said, As the Lord thy God liveth, I have not a cake, but 
an handful of meal read more 
 And she said, As the Lord thy God liveth, I have not a cake, but 
an handful of meal in a barrel, and a little oil in a cruse: 
and, behold, I am gathering two sticks, that I may go in and 
dress it for me and my son, that we may eat it, and die.