text_original: The bad dinner was soon over. No soup, of course; fish, in the state of preservation usually presented by a decayed country town; steak that rivalled the toughness of india rubber; potatoes whose aspect said, "stranger, don't eat us"; pudding that would have produced a sense of discouragement, even in the mind of a child; and the famous English cheese which comes to us, oddly enough, from the United States, and stings us vindictively when we put it into our mouths.
text_transcription: THE BAD DINNER WAS SOON OVER NO SOUP OF COURSE FISH IN THE STATE OF PRESERVATION USUALLY PRESENTED BY A DECAYED COUNTRY TOWN STEAK THAT RIVALLED THE TOUGHNESS OF INDIA RUBBER POTATOES WHOSE ASPECT SAID STRANGER DON'T EAT US PUDDING THAT WOULD HAVE PRODUCED A SENSE OF DISCOURAGEMENT EVEN IN THE MIND OF A CHILD AND THE FAMOUS ENGLISH CHEESE THAT COMES TO US ODDLY ENOUGH FROM THE UNITED STATES AND STINGS US VINDICTIVELY WHEN WE PUT IT INTO OUR MOUTHS
phonemes: ðə bˈæd dˈɪnɚ wʌz sˈuːn ˈoʊvɚ. nˈoʊ sˈuːp, ʌv kˈɔːɹs; fˈɪʃ, ɪnðə stˈeɪt ʌv pɹˌɛzɚvˈeɪʃən jˈuːʒuːəli pɹɪzˈɛntᵻd baɪ ɐ dᵻkˈeɪd kˈʌntɹi tˈaʊn; stˈeɪk ðæt ɹˈaɪvəld ðə tˈʌfnəs ʌv ˈɪndiɚ ɹˈʌbɚ; pətˈeɪɾoʊz hˌuːz ˈæspɛkt sˈɛd, "stɹˈeɪndʒɚ, dˈoʊnt ˈiːt ˌʌs"; pˈʊdɪŋ ðæt wʊdhɐv pɹədˈuːst ɐ sˈɛns ʌv dɪskˈɜːɹɪdʒmənt, ˈiːvən ɪnðə mˈaɪnd əvə tʃˈaɪld; ænd ðə fˈeɪməs ˈɪŋɡlɪʃ tʃˈiːz wˌɪtʃ kˈʌmz tʊ ˌʌs, ˈɑːdli ɪnˈʌf, fɹʌmðə juːnˈaɪɾᵻd stˈeɪts, ænd stˈɪŋz ˌʌs vɪndˈɪktɪvli wɛn wiː pˌʊt ɪɾ ˌɪntʊ ˌaʊɚ mˈaʊðz.