Waterbury evening Democrat., 1890-09-03
A BRAZILIAN DELlcACY.
Bash venturIng Beyond the Hounds O
 Civilized Cookery.

Bash venturIng Beyond the Hounds of
 CivllIEed Cookery.
 s'I'n have cold roast chicken, if you jan give me leg" said one of a party If three young fellows who fell into the ,hairs about a small table at a down. own restaurant on one of those scorch- ng hot days of July, that broke the ,ecord at the Signal Service Bureau and put to shame the memory of the oldest nhabitant.
 "The same here," gasped the second. 'Tm too limp even to read the bill of are"
 ''One thing to eat seems about as good IS another," growled the third, grossly, ,s he mopped the back of his neck and moved his chair little, so as to get di- ectly under the big revolving fans that hrew the hot air in by warm waves all bout the room. Give me what the ,ther fellow ordered, so long as it's ,old."
 The darkey who waited on them seemed bout to speak, but checked himself and pproached the hole in the partition be- lind which the cook presided. He gave lis three orders in low tone of voice, IS if the furnace-like blast from the ange which came out of the hole choked i'm. But in a second the cooks angry 'oice was heard saying: Three more egs of chicken! told you to say there were no more legs. Whats every body wanting legs for to-day? Tell 'em there's lothing but breast and wings left"
 "Gemmen say they won't have the white meat this weather" replied the larkey, "they say it makes 'em thirsty, oil fhn,r Itraight, already, trying to keep cool"
 "I can't help that" snapped the cook. I can't cut more than twso legs off one ,hicken. Ask them do they want the 'arth. Do they think fowls is centi- 2edes?" @9
 The indignant reply of the cook made the three customers lSugh, in spite of ihe heat. "Talkipg of centipedes," said ,ne, "reminds me of dish ate once in Brazil. went away up the Amazon one winter among the wretched Indians Ihere, buying up raw rubber. Several ot as left the boat one day and made our way into the dense forest to see if we could shoot any toucans We got lost in short order and wandered about for lay and night before we found the lit | sle creek in which our boat lay, and we were only brought back then by some Indians whom we met carrying rubber to the river to sell. We met them just IS they were about to camp for the night, and as they promised to show us the way out of the forest, we camped with them.
 "We had some tiunod beef left and some whisky, but as I had lived on tinned beef and fresh fish for some time and was nightly tired of them both, ] was looking about for change of diet and was glad to see that the Indians had some native food with them. This consisted of some sort of grayish-white paste, that looked like mixture of suet and 'grits.' I asked them what 1t was, but I could not understand what they said, and our interpreter had gone of for water. It did not taste at all bad, and the flavor was unlike any thing l had ever eaten. so had swallowed a bit of it about as big as your fist before the interpreter returned and told me that the dish was made of some sort of dried root, pulverized and mixed with the crushed body of white ants. II did not cat any more. ."-N. Y. l Tribune.