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Baked Beans And Culture By Eugene Field
March 2nd, 2012 | by EditorTHE members of the Boston Commercial Club are charming gentlemen. They are now the guests of the Chicago Commercial Club, and are being shown every attention that our market affords. They are a finelooking lot, well-dressed and well-mannered, with just enough whiskers to be impressive without being imposing. "This is a darned likely village," said Seth Adams last evening. "Everybody is rushin' 'round an' doin' business as if his life depended on it. Should think they'd git all tuckered out 'fore night, but I 'll be darned if there ain't just as many ...
Read This >>The Little Pies By Alphonse Daudet
December 24th, 2011 | by EditorTHAT morning, which was a Sunday, Sureau, the pastry-cook on Rue Turenne, called his apprentice and said to him: "Here are Monsieur Bonnicar's little pies; go and take them to him and come back at once. It seems that the Versaillais have entered Paris." The little fellow, who understood nothing about politics, put the smoking hot pies in the dish, the dish in a white napkin, and balancing the whole upon his cap, started off on a run for lie St. Louis, where M. Bonnicar lived. It was a magnificent morning, one ...
Read This >>The Soup Story By Bebegi
December 9th, 2011 | by Editor"HE'D BETTER HAVE SWALLOWED IT." He had "struck it rich," and determined on a visit to the East, and in accordance with this intent, had reached, Chicago. It was just before noon, when, having fixed himself a little in room 347, of the Palmer House, he sauntered down in search of the dining-room. He had not yet had time to adorn himself with store clothes, but wanted dinner, and his "biled" shirt and his coarse useful Western attire to correspond, gave him rather the appearance of a frontier greenhorn. He found the dining-room ...
Read This >>Peaches And Cream For Two By Barry Gray
November 26th, 2011 | by EditorWe drew around the tea-table, — my wife and I. Tea, save in the summer time, when I take my month's vacation, is almost an obsolete meal with me; for the hour — six o'clock — wherein it is proper for it to be partaken, is usually devoted by me to dinner. After being all day in town, with just a chance to run into Delmonico's for a sandwich or a tart at noon, six o'clock finds me, with the vesper-bell from the college sounding in my ears, as I reach my ...
Read This >>The Guest By Baron Edward John Moreton Drax Plunkett Dunsany
November 24th, 2011 | by EditorA young man came into an ornate restaurant at eight o'clock in London. He was alone, but two places had been laid at the table which was reserved for him. He had chosen the dinner very carefully, by letter a week before. A waiter asked him about the other guest. "You probably won't see him till the coffee comes," the young man told him; so he was served alone. Those at adjacent tables might have noticed the young man continually addressing the empty chair and carrying on a monologue with it throughout his elaborate dinner. "I think you ...
Read This >>The Doctor’s Classical Dinner By Tobias George Smollett
September 5th, 2011 | by Editor(Chapter XLIV - The Adventures Of Peregrine Pickle) The Doctor prepares an Entertainment in the Manner of the Ancients, which is attended with divers ridiculous Circumstances In a word, our young gentleman, by his insinuating behaviour, acquired the full confidence of the doctor, who invited him to an entertainment, which he intended to prepare in the manner of the ancients. Pickle, struck with this idea, eagerly embraced the proposal, which he honoured with many encomiums, as a plan in all respects worthy of his genius and apprehension; and the day was appointed at ...
Read This >>Preface To A Cookbook By Don Marquis
July 31st, 2011 | by EditorAn elderly gentleman who found me a bore once asked me desperately, "Are you fond of literature?" "I dote upon it," I said. He was a painter; we had met at a kind of tea where every one was talking of art and literature and things like that; we hated each other at once because each had been told that the other was interesting. "Oh, you dote on it!" he said, after a moment of venomous silence. "I do!" I replied firmly. He sneered; it was evident that he wished me to understand that he was incredulous. "Sir," ...
Read This >>A Modest Proposal By Jonathan Swift
February 5th, 2011 | by EditorFor Preventing the children of poor people in Ireland, from being a burden on their parents or country, and for making them beneficial to the public. Jonathan Swift It is a melancholy object to those who walk through this great town, or travel in the country, when they see the streets, the roads, and cabin-doors, crowded with beggars of the female sex, followed by three, four, or six children, all in rags, and importuning every passenger for an alms. These mothers, instead of being able to work for their honest livelihood, are forced to ...
Read This >>The Cook’s Oracle By Thomas Hood
December 23rd, 2010 | by EditorDr. Kitchener has greatly recognised the genius of his name by taking boldly the path to which it points; disregarding all the usual seductions of life, he has kept his eye steadily on the larder, the Mecca of his appetite; and has unravelled all the mysteries and intricacies of celery soup, and beef haricot, to the eyes of a reading public. He has taken an extensive kitchen range over the whole world of stews, and broils, and roasts, and comes home to the fireside (from which, indeed, his body has never departed), ...
Read This >>On Some Old Customs Of The Dinner Table By William Makepeace Thackeray
December 3rd, 2010 | by EditorOf all the sciences which have made a progress in late years, I think, dear Bob (to return to the subject from which I parted with so much pleasure last week), that the art of dinner-giving has made the most delightful and rapid advances. Sir, I maintain, even now with a matured age and appetite, that the dinners of this present day are better than those we had in our youth, and I can't but be thankful at least once in every day for this decided improvement in our civilization. Those who ...
Read This >>Food In Ancient Rome – Dinner Real And Reputed By Thomas De Quincey
December 3rd, 2010 | by EditorGreat misconceptions have always prevailed about the Roman dinner. Dinner [coena] was the only meal which the Romans as a nation took. It was no accident, but arose out of their whole social economy. This we shall show by running through the history of a Roman day. Ridentem dicere, verum quid vetat? And the course of this review will expose one or two important truths in ancient political economy, which have been wholly overlooked. With the lark it was that the Roman rose. Not that the earliest lark rises so early in Latium ...
Read This >>An Ingenious Cook (trimalcio’s Banquet) By Petronius
November 23rd, 2010 | by EditorWe little thought, as the saying is, that after so many dainties we had another hill to climb; for the table being uncovered to a flourish of music, three muzzled white hogs were brought in, with bells hanging on their necks. The man leading them said one was two years old, the other three, and the last full grown. For my part, I took them for acrobats, and imagined the hogs were to perform some of the surprising feats practised at the circus. But Trimalchio broke in upon our expectation by asking ...
Read This >>A Glutton By Samuel Butler
November 21st, 2010 | by EditorA GLUTTON eats his Children, as the Poets say Saturn did, and carries his Felicity and all his Concernments in his Paunch. If he had lived when all the Members of the Body rebelled against the Stomach, there had been no Possibility of Accommodation. His Entrails are like the Sarcophagus, that devours dead Bodies in a small Space, or the Indian Zampatan, that consumes Flesh in a Moment. He is a great Dish made on Purpose to carry Meat. He eats out his own Head and his Horses too—He knows no Grace, ...
Read This >>Gulosulus By Samuel Johnson
November 21st, 2010 | by EditorWhen Diogenes was once asked, what kind of wine he liked best, he answered, "That which is drunk at the cost of others." Though the character of Diogenes has never excited any general zeal of imitation, there are many who resemble him in his taste of wine; many who are frugal, though not abstemious; whose appetites, though too powerful for reason, are kept under restraint by avarice; and to whom all delicacies lose their flavour, when they cannot be obtained but at their own expense. Nothing produces more singularity of manners, and inconstancy of ...
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