Hmmm...in my area, we can watch the native Americans pull salmon from the Columbia River, so that's common fare around here. My favorite story about "foreign" food is my sister-in-law, a native US Northwesterner, who married a sailor from Tennessee. She tried for years and years, every recipe she could find for biscuits, but she just couldn't make biscuits like his mother did. Nor could she find the "arsh" potatoes his mother used for her mashed potatoes. When she finally got to meet her mother-in-law, she found out the biscuits were store bought biscuits and the arsh potatoes were Irish potatoes.