Black bread

To the guards who walked up and down outside, each car became a single organism which ate and drank and excreted through its ventilators. It talked or sometimes yelled through its ventilators, too. In went water and loaves of blackbread and sausage and cheese, and out came shit and piss and language.

"I'm relieved the storekeepers're Jewish," Sarah said. / "If they weren't you'd go without all the things you're used to. In England, the goyim don't know from blackbread and salt herring. Now quick! Show me the addresses, I've just given myself an appetite. First we'll take our young couple with the baby, it should be in bed already and its little mother also."