It’s said the earliest Americans, the Native Americans, ate buffalo, more correctly bison. Then there came such a “run” on buffalo that they became nearly extinct, and later Americans had to direct their eating largely to cattle (beef), swine (pork), chicken, sheep (mutton if not lamb) and certain fish. After a lifetime of eating pieces of pig, cow, chicken parts, etc., yours truly one day noted some restaurant advertising for buffalo (no longer near extinct). Visions of big hairy strange-looking creatures materialized.
The buffalo was passed up. Although the restaurant was a bit out of the way, buffalo would have been a “no” even if the place were next door. The notion of “extinct” remained even if that was not the case, the animal didn’t look tasty and, most important, what really sank in was that it was “strange” food. And, it isn’t as if there had never been strange food on the table – indeed, one day while out a friend ran into a bear, killed it and it was eaten. It seems there’s a limit to how much or what strange food is acceptable.
These days there’s stuff out there that is well beyond what might be called “staples” – some form of beef, some potatoes, maybe a hunk of head lettuce and canned peaches for dessert. As example, there’s tofu, yogurt, kiwi fruit…. There’s developed variations of old foods, imports from far away places, assorted grasses and so forth. Some have been tried. Kiwi fruit is good. Yogurt’s okay. Like buffalo steak, tofu has been skipped, but because it doesn’t sound good. They’re such a norm, someone created fake blueberries.
For a long life, eat as the Armenians do?