Damian catches the surprised look, and arches an eyebrow at him, responding to both the look and the words.

"Most foods sold here are harmless to foreigners. But it would not do for me to miss if you had managed to stumble onto one of the few exceptions."

All things considered.

He gives a small nod.

"There is at least one establishment run by a 'foreigner' - and, aside from that, one--" of us "-- Gothamite is working at a restaurant. I can give directions to both, if you want some more directed experimentation?"