This displayed on my screen as "WHAT'S ON THE MENU? Duck, goat, researchers..."

Boarding houses! That's a topic for discussion!

I requested eggplant in September and the restauranteur looked at me with scathing pity and said "We eat eggplants in AUGUST."

I read an article about baked potato sellers in Victorian London. So many workers got out of bed before dawn. The baked potato was hot and filling, in the still-dark city street.

Greece also. The noun for "bakery" is "the oven".