Alcohol Is The Monarch Of Liquids.

The Pleasures Of The Table Belong To All Times And Ages, To Every Country And Every Day; They Go Hand In Hand With All Our Other Pleasures, Outlast Them, And Remain To Console Us For Their Loss.

Whosoever Says Truffle, Utters A Grand Word, Which Awakens Erotic And Gastronomic Ideas.

Beasts Feed. Man Eats. Only The Man Of Intellect Knows How To Eat.

Turkey Is Undoubtedly One Of The Best Gifts That The New World Has Made To The Old.

At The Table Of A Gentleman Living In The Chausee D'antin Was Served Up An Arles Sausage Of Enormous Size. "will You Accept A Slice?" The Host Asked A Lady Who Was Sitting Next To Him; "you See It Has Come From The Right Factory."it Is Really Very Large," Said The Lady, Casting On It A Roguish Glance; "what A Pity It Is Unlike Anything."