General MacArthur and company finally got some imported food to us, but it was cheese blocks and crackers. They tasted great! We took some along on a road trip north of Mt. Fuji and found some villagers who didn't know who we were or that the War was over. We gave them some cheese and crackers and they were amazed, having never seen or tasted either. They danced around laughing at us and our goodies. Ah, memories.
I remember an old Bill Mauldin cartoon (IIRC) with a war-weary looking Japanese officer saying to two bedraggled GIs, "We will surrender on condition that we be not required to eat honorable American delicacy named 'Spam'."