Eat

A city unexplored is like a stew
Uneaten. Sure, it may be safer so
But if you do not try it you can't know
And 'til you venture to, it will haunt you.
For it might be the best, if you but knew,
And you might weep to know what you let go
Unnoticed by. Oh, let such thoughts but grow,
And do what you have always wanted to:
Taste, try, and test! Be resolute to seek
The hidden and obscure delights it bears!
Be not afraid that it will suck or reek
But throw away those old, and worn-out, cares
So you may feast, and in that feast discover
That which will make of you a city-lover.