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Updated: July 17, 2025
The children felt themselves dismissed. On the way out Suzanna kept her gaze quite away from the table with its alluring load of dainties. But Maizie paused an infinitesimal fraction of a second and let her eyes stray over the fascinating cakes, the glasses of pink ices, and the Maraschino cherries and nuts and white candies.
1 quart of cream 1/2 pound of sugar 1 gill of maraschino 2 tablespoonfuls of sherry 1 teaspoonful of vanilla Yolks of six eggs Put half the cream in a double boiler over the fire. Beat the sugar and yolks together until very, very light, add them to the hot cream and stir over the fire until the mixture begins to thicken.
But a few steps farther on, at the regular wineshop of the calle, where we are offered "Vino Nostrani a Soldi 28'32," the Madonna is in great glory, enthroned above ten or a dozen large red casks of three-year-old vintage, and flanked by goodly ranks of bottles of Maraschino, and two crimson lamps; and for the evening, when the gondoliers will come to drink out, under her auspices, the money they have gained during the day, she will have a whole chandelier.
A simple rule for Maraschino ice cream calls for one quart of cream, a large cup of granulated sugar, six egg yolks, a cup of milk, and a tablespoonful of gelatine, which has been soaked for two hours in four tablespoonfuls of cold water. Let the milk come to a boil and pour it slowly over the eggs, beat them all the while to prevent their curdling. Then add the gelatine and finally the sugar.
W. was gone, and wouldn't trouble him any more. But although he drank several more glasses of maraschino, and went to the play that night, and to the Cider-cellars afterwards, neither the liquor, nor the play, nor the delightful comic songs at the cellars, could drive Mrs. Walker out of his head, and the memory of old times, and the image of her pale weeping face.
The spectacle within the theatre on a fine night is brilliant, recherché and French. From side-scene to dome, and from gallery after gallery to the gay parquette, glitters the bright, shining audience. There are loungers, American and French, blasé and roué, who in the intervals drink brandy and whisky, or anisette, maraschino, curçoa or some other fiery French cordial.
Beyond him was an overturned hamper of soiled clothes, with stockings, collars, sheets and petticoats spilling out of it. At the other end of the room stood Mrs. Hardway, wiping the lemonade off her dress, while all over the place were slices of lemon and pieces of fruit and Maraschino cherries. When all the children came from upstairs, they told Mrs.
They pined in depth of ocean shadow, gold by the beerpull, bronze by maraschino, thoughtful all two. Mina Kennedy, 4 Lismore terrace, Drumcondra with Idolores, a queen, Dolores, silent. Pat served, uncovered dishes. Leopold cut liverslices.
I put them on, not heeding them much, for I was half tipsy with the excitement of the ci of the smo of what had taken place in Dawdley's study, and with the Maraschino and the eau-de-Cologue I had drunk. "What a fine odor of lavender-water!" said Dawdley, as we rode in the carriage. I put my head out of the window and shrieked out a laugh; but made no other reply.
We are on a beeriad. Avaunt, ye grapes, ye maraschino cherries, ye puerile H O! And so, resuming that beeriad, it appears that we are once again in the Hoftheatre Café in the Residenzstrasse, and that Fräulein Sophie, that pleasing creature, has just arrived with two ewers of Spatenbräu two ewers fresh from the wood woody, nutty, incomparable! Ah, those elegantly manicured hands!
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