You unfortunate and benighted Pennsylvanians can never know the exquisite flavor of the codfish, salted, made into balls and eaten on a Sunday morning by a person whose theology is sound, and who believes in all the five points of Calvinism.
Hoar humorously contrasts his culinary experiences with those of his Pennsylvania friends.
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