“The taste of the turtle was so fine that it conquered all good manners, drained fortunes and jaded appetites. Even those who could not afford  a turtle of their own could at least pretend they were at a turtle feast. Thus the invention of mock turtle soup, which was simply a boiled calf’s head. Those who were not obscenely rich were assured that this was the closest they would ever get to the true heaven of turtle-eating.”

– from “The Horologicon” by Mark Forsyth

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