Ethnic Food Mugs

'We can order Lebanese, Thai, Italian, Indian, Greek or Chinese...'

'Do you want your zebra de la margola rare, medium or well done?'

"Put out the Asian sates, the Russian blinis, and the Mexican bean dips, while whip up something Korean."

'Fred is a social conservative -- he believes in slow food and heavy beer.'

'Please, could you me to Polish my diet!'

"I know it’s a challenge, but it needs your input!" "...Your breadth of knowledge of different interest groups, religions...cultures!" "Right, so the staff Christmas meal will be a traditional lacto-vegan one at a Thai restaurant sometime in March?" "Do you think the Pagans will be OK with that?"

"All good things must come to an end...unless I use both of my giant-size super-pots."

'Are you sure you don't have any Indian blood?.'

Culture clash

'I would kill for a truffle.'

"I just explained 'kugel' to him."

"Your old Jewish mother with some pickled herring, sir. To remind you of your roots,"

In the Works: Eurocheese, Eurobread, Eurowine.

'I think we should eat out in the hotel tomorrow dear.'

'Exactly what is wrong with the pie? I'll have you know I paid a lot of money for that bush meat at the corner shop.'

The Great Dietary Pyramids of Egypt.

'Head cheese? Swedish sausage? Limberger cheese? . . . Try Albania!'

Hoax Ethnic Food

'There's a new push to improve the quality of food available...here's the takeovut menus for Ling's Chinese and the Indian in the High St!'

'I eat them myself, and I can assure you that beetles are even better than ants.'

"Hmmm, mountain oysters! Nutty flavor, with a hint of mutton!"

'It's the law of the puszta, son. Them tripping on a banana skin, that's funny. Us tripping on a banana skin, that's a conspiracy!'

'I just loved you Potatoes O' Squanto!'

'Do you do the squished up little balls that taste of fish - or are you the wrong ethnicity?'

"I resolve to cook more traditional meals like my lengua casserole and pig's feet stew!"

'Tch! We're not eating Mexican again, are we?' 'Well, I'd look pretty silly going into an Italian restaurant dressed like this.'

"You call this guacamole?"

"Sales are plummeting. Shall I get out my fiddle and play you some of that sad, sad puszta music?"

'Oh, quit blubbering about not finding any quality walrus fat in the city!'

'A bird's nest. . . hmmm, I wonder what that would taste like in a soup?'

"Oh no! Not Polynesian again!"

'Our cuisine has moved from the eclectic to the schizophrenic.'

"Let me tell you something about eating strange fish."