Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1904-08-13

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carded-"
ETA zziz- Bou- Attour is discardng his
Chateaubriandr' murmured Madame Andre
to the aid-de-camp. He has eaten no fish
tlemanr'
El-Azziz- Bou- Attour slipped his ice water
patiently.
He slipped 1t while the hey warmed his
stomach with curried chicken-although tho
French will never put enough curry powder
in these dishes.
When the Champagne Arrived.
The hey had up to this time drunk iced
mineral water. like conscientious Mussul-
man. The rare Bordeaux and the priceless
Burgundies he turred down completely.
But after the seven-hour mutton they be-
gan serving champagne.
The chief of the faithful OF Tunis DRANK
three glasses of the fzzy stuff in an absent
minded way
"Highness" said lovely blonde the wife
OF a colonel. does not the law OF Mahomet
forbid the drinking of wine in any FORM"
Surely" replied the hey.
"Champagne is wine said the blonde.
rs IT possible exclaimed the hey He
slipped another glass smacking his lips In
meditation. No" he answered. at cannot
be wine. It is delicious. 1 shall continue
to think 1t a superior kind of mineral
water, very refreshing. mademoiselle, very
refreshingn'
The seven-hour mutton. with Its accom-
pGniment of asparagus points. Is nowadays
scarcely more than a tradition in France
1t was one OF the culinary trTumphs OF old
times Gen. Andre had 1t for the bey-a leg
of mutton which is roasted very slowly for
seven hours.
The little aid-de-camp explained the pro-
cess to the bey-it involves excessively care
full basting-and dwelt on the absence OF
patience in modern cooking. with Its Sap
dash tendencies.
I'VE have a Tunisian pilaff that take:
nineteen hours to compose" Prince Tabar
said-the beys third son. Gle has thirty
seven in alb
Must Always Be Served.
The aged minister passed the chaufroid u
guinea hen with truffies. So did most OF
the other guests-a chaufroid Of Rouen
duckling having poisoned a whole aris:o-
cratic dinner party only last week. In this
hot weather made dishes. heated over re-
cooled. spiced and handled. can develop
ptomaines. All the same, a parade lunch
without a chaufroid-im possible.
Now at the Salade- Csaulois the white
bearded El-AZZiZ- Bou-Attour began TO take
interest again. There mushrooms
sliced thin waters. cold mashed potato.
lots of truffies and that salad green called
Romano for a backing-a most delicate
mixture.
What is El-Azziz saying?' inquired
Nine. Andre, fascinated.
He says that the salad lacks only sliced
green peppers to be perfect" answered the
caid.
Look at him.. Isn't he a grand old
man." murmured the wife of the French
minister of war. Look at him using the
salad And he has eaten nothing since the
melon and the shrimp stuffingr
Pardon, madame, he ate three sorbetsi"
(Sorbets are water ices served in the middle
of big dinners to stir up the appetite.)
This is why all Paris is in admiration OF
the bey's first minister. The hey himself
being a slow, well-disposed, conscientious.
placid and appreciative feeder, going
through each dish in turn as IL 1t were the
one thing needful, attracted far less atten-
ton than the aged El-Azziz- Bou-Attour
with his picturesque appetite.
How They Serve Pease.
Little pease In the Partisan style are
picked too young. according to the taste OF
many Americans. They are nothing like
the big, ripe, grass green, sugar-sweet fell
lows We get at home or in England. They
are tiny little bud-pease. They cook them
with tiny young onions, pearly white, and
a good quantity of lettuce.
Cooked lettuce itself is a vegetable IN
this country, pleasantly bitter in taste.
more delicate than spinach
El-AZziz went for the little pease little
onions and lettuce. The cepes are fungi-a
species of big, fiat mushrooms cooked In
butter-but how could a rigid Mohammedan
be sure? Eschewing the possible grease OF
the pig, he threw himself on the poached
peaches.
Any one can poach a peach. You poach
peach as you would pOach an egg. and pour
kirsch over it, which you ignite This COM
m n
burnt kirsch forms a delicious sauce.
You eat those peaches with kirschi!'
said a lovely brunette, his table neighbor
on the right. Yet you drank no wine. I
thought liquors would also be forbidden by
the Koran?"
This she said through an interpreter.
The hey, too, was eating pOached peaches.
The venerable Standardization wagg-
ed his long white beard
"Kirsch is no longer kirsch once the alco-
hol Is burnt out of it, he observed wisely.
And both he and the hey took another
poached peach. STERLING HELLO.