"Well, the dwarfen food didn't look great. Doesn't mean all the food we could find would be that... Uh, unusual." He'd probably try it, if someone dared him to. Unlike Earl, who probably wouldn't need the dare. "I mean, it could be Vietnamese, or Elvish, or Braavosi, or Romulan, or... Anything, really." And Sekhmet probably hasn't heard of most of those.