To Know How To Eat

'monsieur,' Madame D'arestel, Superior Of The Convent Of The Visitation At Belley, Once Said To Me More Than Fifty Years Ago, 'whenever You Want To Have A Really Good Cup Of Chocolate, Make It The Day Before, In A Porcelain Coffeepot, And Let It Set. The Night's Rest Will Concentrate It And Give It A Velvety Quality Which Will Make It Better. Our Good God Cannot Possibly Take Offense At This Little Refinement, Since He Himself Is Everything That Is Most Perfect.'

In The Centre Of A Spacious Table Rose A Pastry As Large As A Church, Flanked On The North By A Quarter Of Cold Veal, On The South By An Enormous Ham, On The East By A Monumental Pile Of Butter, And On The West By An Enormous Dish Of Artichokes, With A Hot Sauce.

The Pleasure Of The Table Belongs To All Ages, To All Conditions, To All Countries, And To All Areas; It Mingles With All Other Pleasures, And Remains At Last To Console Us For Their Departure.

I Am A Strong Partisan Of Second Causes, And I Believe Firmly That The Entire Gallinaceous Order Has Been Merely Created To Furnish Our Larders And Our Banquets.

La De Couverte D'un Mets Nouveau Fait Plus Pour Le Bonheur Du Genre Humain Que La De Couverte D'une E Toile. The Discoveryof A Newdish Doesmore For Thehappiness Of Mankind Than The Discovery Of A Star.