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The newspapers took to saying I ruled the President [FDR] with a rod
of iron.  Nonsense.  I had an awful time getting vegetables down him.
I've come to the conclusion men just don't like vegetables.  They're
meat eaters by nature.  There was nothing Mrs. Roosevelt liked better
than a nicely arranged salad, but the President always looked at
anything with lettuce in it with a sort of martyrish eye, as if he
knew it was good for him, but that didn't make him like it.  Potatoes
seem to be the male notion of a vegetable, even if the man is a
president.  So one of the hardest jobs Mrs. Roosevelt and I shared was
trying to coax vegetables down the president of the United States.
 
Henrietta Nesbitt, housekeeper for the F.D. Roosevelts, quoted in
Barbara Haber's "From Hardtack to Home Fries"

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