1922, Michael Arlen, “1/1/2”, in “Piracy”: A Romantic Chronicle of These Days:
There were rumours, new rumours every morning, delightful and outrageous rumours, so that the lumps in the porridge were swallowed without comment and the fish-cakes were eaten without contumely.
Translations
mixture of flaked fish, mashed potato and season made into a patty and shallow fried