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"So," said the fat lady, as a gourmet might tell of a favorite way of preparing truffles, "it’s a case of wives?" "Yes, marm, an’ teeth an’ nails an’ husbands thrown in, when they get a sight of each other’s petticoats." "I’ve known sisters-in-law not to agree," helped on the fat lady, by way of an encouraging parallel.
"You should be glad that you have some spinach," his mother had said to the little gourmet. "Some children would be very glad to get spinach." Thus I am reminded of the parents' duties towards their children. Goethe's words "To earth, this weary earth, ye bring us, To guilt ye let us heedless go" take on another meaning in this connection.
The lean young lady, amid renewed applause, first thoughtfully wiping her mouth, acceded to his request. The watery-eyed young man turned it over with the air of a gourmet. "Not bad," was his verdict. "Reminds me of onions." At this there was another burst of laughter. "Now then, ain't Paul goin' to have one?" shouted Uncle Gutton, when the laughter had subsided.
The vegetables used in salad are: Beet-root, onions, potatoes, cabbage, lettuce, celery, cucumbers, lentils, haricots, winter cress, peas, French beans, radish, cauliflower all these may be used judiciously in salad, if properly seasoned, according to the following directions. Chervil is a delicious salad herb, invariably found in all salads prepared by a French gourmet.
All that I saw around me was a violent negation of Simon Fuge, that entity of rare, fine, exotic sensibilities, that perfectly mad gourmet of sensations, that exotic seer of beauty. I caught sight of my acquaintance and host, Mr Robert Brindley, coming towards me on the platform.
Thus it is that during the middle of November there is no regular flight, but a kind of circulation, of woodcocks, perambulating from the lower to the higher regions, and the gourmet and the sportsman fail not to stop them on their way.
The service could hardly be recommended, but cleanliness herself could find no fault with the beds and bedding; nor any queer people about; changeless; as still and stationary as a nook in the Rockies. A young girl might dwell there year in and year out in perfect safety many young girls did so madame a kind of duenna. The food for it was a pension was all a gourmet could desire. And the wine!
"I am sorry for you," he said, "when I think of you being alone every day." Madame Binetti was as much a gourmet as the Englishman, and when we rose from table we felt inclined to pass from the worship of Comus to that of Venus; but the lady was too experienced to give the Englishman anything more than a few trifling kisses.
"Since man cannot live by bread alone, his life must be filled with other things. And guess what things!" Rick smiled in anticipation. "Uh-huh. Flying stingarees." The Face Is Familiar The Bay Gourmet was all that its outside appearance promised.
But he is no gourmet. French cooks and French prices are not the rule at his restaurant. His beer or his inexpensive native white wine he prefers to the most costly clarets or champagnes. And, indeed, it is well for him he does; for one is inclined to think that every time a French grower sells a bottle of wine to a German hotel- or shop-keeper, Sedan is rankling in his mind.
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