The Pleasures of the Table: An Account of Gastronomy from Ancient Days to Present Times. With a History of Its Literature, Schools, and Most Distinguished Artists; Together With Some Special Recipes, and Views Concerning the Aesthetics of Dinners and Dinner-givingEllwanger, George H. (George Herman)
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The Pleasures of the Table: An Account of Gastronomy from Ancient Days to Present Times. With a History of Its Literature, Schools, and Most Distinguished Artists; Together With Some Special Recipes, and Views Concerning the Aesthetics of Dinners and Dinner-giving
Ellwanger, George H. (George Herman)
Gastronomy
But it will be rendering greater justice to the author to permit him to
speak for himself on some of the niceties connected with the art he has
expounded so wisely and so well:
"Anybody can dine, but few know how to dine so as to ensure
the greatest quantity of health and enjoyment" [he agrees with
Dumas and Fayot]. "Indeed, many people contrive to destroy
their health; and as to enjoyment, I shudder when I think
how often I have been doomed to only a solemn mockery of it;
how often I have sat in durance stately, to go through the
ceremony of dinner, the essence of which is to be without
ceremony, and how often in this land of liberty I have felt
myself a slave.
"There is in the art of dining a matter of special
importance--I mean attendance, the real end of which is to
do that for you which you cannot so well do for yourself.
Unfortunately, this end is generally lost sight of, and the
effect of attendance is to prevent you from doing that which
you could do much better for yourself. The cause of this
perversion is to be found in the practice and example of
the rich and ostentatious, who constantly keep up a sort of
war-establishment, or establishment adapted to extraordinary
instead of ordinary occasions, and the consequence is that,
like all potentates who follow the same policy, they never
really taste the sweets of peace; they are in a constant state
of invasion by their own troops. It is a rule at dinners not
to allow you to do anything for yourself, and I have never
been able to understand how even salt, except it be from some
superstition, has so long maintained its place. I am rather a
bold man at table and set form very much at defiance, so that
if a salad happens to be within my reach, I make no scruple
to take it to me; but the moment I am espied, it is nipped up
from the most convenient into the most inconvenient position.
See a small party with a dish of fish at each end of the
table, and four silver covers standing unmeaningly at the
sides, whilst everything pertaining to the fish comes, even
with the best attendance, provokingly lagging, one thing after
another, so that contentment is out of the question; and all
this is done under pretence that it is the most convenient
plan. This is an utter fallacy. The only convenient plan is
to have everything actually upon the table that is wanted at
the same time, and nothing else; as, for example, for a party
of eight, turbot and salmon, with doubles of each of the
adjuncts, lobster-sauce, cucumber, young potatoes, cayenne,
and Chili vinegar, and let the guests assist one another,
which with such an arrangement they could do with perfect
ease. This is undisturbed and visible comfort.
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