The Birmingham age-herald., 1920-08-14
EQting and Other Things

1 RR0 SN'T it queer how man will
 ask you to lunch or dinner and S politely suggest that you order
 what you want to eat and just as soon
 as you've done it, he will promptly order an entirely different thing?" asked the Widow -ette as she jingled the silverware on the table in the cafe and looked right straight through i The Major" who was her escort. Nothing of the sort" said that ir- ascible gentleman, who even then was | listening to nothing that she had sala shed like to have and was persistent | ly going over the menu decldlnS on l things that he wanted.
 Absolutely true" emphasized the Widow-ette who has will of her own, especially when it comes to eating. Well, it strikes me that you usually like the things you have to eat when you lunch or dine with me-, the Ma
 jor said looking up from the menu long enough at least to project this remark.
 T haven't meant anything personal, Major. by my remarks" she said. T hope I am too polite if not too-tact- ful to deal in personalities, especially when they are disagreeable. l was speaking of men in general and not of any one in particular. Besides. you 'take the responsibility off my mind you have been such a steady beau now for so many years that you know what l like, to eat and you order It. | even if you Nhave to order something 1 else for yourself-which you usually
 do. I don't blame you, that's the sen- sible thing to do there's no use for 1 two people to try ~to eat the same | things if they don't like them; at least, | not until they are married, when econ
 omy is the pass word, watch word and | by-word."
 1 You like consomme a Galee, for n- stance," the Major said, lingering the menu card.
 l Yes, of course, I do, but I can't eat i jellied consomma every day in the 1 year" she replied. "I must vary it occasionally. Yesterday1 happened to 1 be down town al the luncheon hour and alone-so I dropped in to have i luncheon at popular cafe, but for the life of me I couldn't think of any l thing 1 wanted to eat. Finally I heard girl order sandwich and an | ice cream -soda, so I duplicated the | order l ate the ham sandwich and l devoured the ice cream soda like a good fellow and I was ill unto death 1 the rest of the afternoon. I remem- Der recently when it was very warm day, that I went into cafe and ord i cred a berry pie. It was hotter than a fur coat, but I had heard the girl 1 at the table next to me order a black 1 berry pie and a glass of sweet milk 1 and I copy cat-ted' her and I paid dearly for it, as I sweltered the whole l live long day from it. If you order
 steak or chops, it takes a good hour | to get them cooked and served and in | the meantime you've changed your
 mind and wished you had ordered 1 lobster or soft shell crabs"
 If you'd only order something as sensible as steak or'chops," suggested The Major. But women usually order dreadful things to eat. For instance: 1 heard a girl the other day say she'd like a deviled crab and a Cafe Parfait Now isn't that enough to give anybody
 acute indigestion D
 There's only one thing to do l sup pose,/ said The Widow, and that is
 to stick to sandwiches and salads l particularly during the summer time Even if you have your lunch down town every day in the week, you car vary this by choosing lettuce salad one day with a ham sandwich, the next day you may order minced chicken witt potato salad, and the next Waldorf
 salad and bread and butter sand