Omaha daily bee., 1922-01-20

"Aren't you simply disguslsd viii
home cooking. dsrllngg asked jail
I as. Jack started up from the bfeakias
table, IL gets so iiresoms and an
sick Of H."
sYouf illness Is not contagious
dearest" answered Jack Loyalty, =
love the taste OF food right oil th'
fire and the fact. above all else, tha
you cooked Il, stirring love 40 a sea
soning into every Wand,
Jill shook her head in disbelief,
hYou ar quoting that from some
magazine love story. she told HIM
II know that I'm not cooking as
we'll as | did. Let's try wonder
iul new place learned about from
Marjorie Nesbit,"
Jack looked at her Ia surprise.
II don't think Marjorie knows
good cooking when she tastes Il.
he retorted. "she's eaten a dozen
meals here and never oomplimen,ed
you once on your tea biscuits or
chops or anythingT
NOW. dear. you don't understand
Marjorie. She loves foreign food
and she gave me the address OF a
wonderful Italian restaurant--very
bohemian. too-downtown in the
real foreign district. Let's go there
tonight ] can come in on the =
O'clock and do some shopping before
meet you a, the office
Jack agreed. grudgingly.
"All right. but ] prefer American
grub every day in the week. Make II
$50 at the office. and III have some
extra time TO work"
Thus il happened that Jill was
there by o, having found more shop
ping TO do than she anticipated. II
was more than an hour later before
they finally located the address
which Marjorie had given.
1T looks as though il were Black
Hand headquarters observed Jack.
Even little Jill shuddered at the
gloomy front OF the ramshackle old
building. through the basement will
lows OF which could be seen some
dark figures about a number OF
tables.
'Wc are certainly in the slums,"
observed Jack. shifting. "And one
ioesn't need to use ones eyes or
Ears to know j"
Il suppose it's the garlic, dear.
Everybody eats and breathes garlic
lown here Marjorie says. That's
what makes it so bohemian. Shall
We go inside?"
"I'll taste any drink once" said
lack, even though it ought to have
4 good disinfectant as chaser!
Come on, little one, be not afraid"
1t took a mental bucking-up 70,
hem both, before they walked
through the dingy door to the base
nent restaurant. Air SO thick with
he fumes OF cheap tobacco, violent
mixture of odors of onions, greasy
neat, queer vegetables and cheap
perfumes did not add to the appe-
ties of either Jack and Jill.
A dark-skinned son of Naples. |
With brigand's mustache, three
!ay's blue-back beard and a dirty
prom approached them and with
rofound suspicion asked if they
'anted dinner.
well, we'll try it even if we don't
ant it," answered Jack. n
A watery soup. with chunks of
nfamiliar vegetables at the bottom
the cracked plates; discouraged
'oking sardines; yards and yards; of
lbber-like vegetables and the two
oughly hacked portions of ancient
orage chicken, with some limp let
ice as a salad; some lumpy ice
ream absolutely innocent of any
ontent such as milk, and muddy
tile serving of black chicory soup
" coffee, this was the famous Ital-
n feast.
you have some fine Chant? One
ollar a glass. Prohibition prices"
runted the waiter.
mo, the check will thrill me
nough," said Jack. And it did.
When they found their way to the
vilized part Of the city, half hour
tier, Jack suggested some ham and
ggs in little chop house he knew.
"It's a life saver, dear" said Jill.
Tomorrow night III show you how
hicken should be cooked, and there
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