Wonder who translated cabbage as seaweed? Not someone in marketing; offer someone laver bread and tell them that it's seaweed and they instantly turn their noses up at it. Bombay duck is easier to explain; it's the British and foreign languages (Flushing for Vlissingen etc). Duck was 'tak'.
I always thought I was being brave by trying seaweed.
We didn't have much in the way of foreign / exotic food when I was young. Mum wouldn't have pasta in the house as it reminded her of being force-fed tinned spagetti by the nuns in the convent during the war. Curry came in a vesta packet.
On the plus side we always had 3 types of sausage for Sunday breakfast: links, square and round.
Mustn't get Wolf onto the subject of our mums culinary habits.....