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"You're worse than Madame Carré; you don't know what to invent; between you you'll kill me!" the girl declared. "I think there's a secret league between you to spoil my voice, or at least to weaken my souffle, before I get it. But
The cutlets were excellent, and the souffle uncommonly light and good. The third bottle of champagne was not necessary; but you have a good income, and as long as you keep within it, I shall not quarrel with you, my dear boy." Poor Pen! the worthy uncle little knew how often those dinners took place, while the reckless young Amphitryon delighted to show his hospitality and skill in gourmandise.
Well, for lunch you will have some boiled potatoes and cabbage and a sweet a sort of light souffle thing. And for dinner " "Yes, but one moment," said Peter. "If I'm a vegetarian, how did you account for my taking all the chicken I could get at dinner last night, and looking as if I wanted more?" "Oh, that was your considerateness.
When she is working at full steam she invariably sings; but when her soufflé does not soufflé she bursts into tears this good little peasant maid-of-all-work! And so the abandoned house by the marsh was settled.
Not, of course, that we had soufflé. A camp cook should be of a calm and placid disposition. He has the hardest job that I know of. He cooks with inadequate equipment on a tiny stove in the open, where the air blows smoke into his face and cinders into his food. He must cook either on his knees or bending over to within a foot or so of the ground. And he must cook moving, as it were.
Ah! said I in the days of my enthusiastic youth, shall I not hear the tolling for the second vespers of the republic, and our priests, dressed in white tunics, singing after the Doric fashion the returning hymn: Change o Dieu, notre servitude, comme le vent du desert en un souffle rafraichissan! . . . . . But I have despaired of republicans, and no longer know either religion or priests.
Sometimes we were splashing over sedgy patches that looked and felt like buttered toast, sometimes floundering through stuff resembling an ill-made chocolate soufflé, whether intended for a ploughed field or a partially drained bog-hole I could not determine, and all was fenced as carefully as cricket-pitches.
'Only a broiled chicken, sir and a soufflé and potatoes
Butter a mold, put in your mixture, and let it cook for one hour in a saucepan, surrounded with boiling water, and the lid on. Then turn out the souffle, and serve with a mushroom sauce. The sauce is a good white sauce, to which you add already cooked mushrooms.
They shouldn't kick him off, though; he wouldn't give them that pleasure had seen the beggars hankering after his chairman's shoes too long. The souffle was before him now, and lifting his glass, he said: "Fill up." "These are the special glasses, sir; only four to the bottle." "Fill up." The servant filled, screwing up his mouth. Old Heythorp drank, and put the glass down empty with a sigh.
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