They say that human flesh tastes like pork.
This is the sort of in-the-field research you always want to
farm out to an intern; it is enough to tell them that they are making an
important contribution to your work, and that this honor is enough to
compensate them for such dreary complaints as long hours, lack of pay, and
unpalatable drudgery. This is, after all, what internships were created for.
There’s really no need for them to know ALL the details of their duties. Poke
that, light this, taste that — it’s all in a day’s work to them.
Think of it this way: you’re feeding them. They should be
grateful! Sell the task as a free lunch. Interns jump at that. Label the
samples “Mystery Meat” and laugh about how terribly droll you are. Tell them
it’s fresh.
Cooking With Kids,
Caroline Ackerman, A Gryphon House Book, 1981
