San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1925-08-16

Color, en- w ant 10 Try IL!
II don't" crisped Carrie. "Never
heard Of red caviar. I'd be afraid
of it."
"How bout you, Helen? You're
dippy over caviar. Lawrence? Oh,
we'll have it. Can't kill us-try
anything once. Yes, four.caviars, to
the peasant-bloused waiter.
"How did you find this bolshevik
placer" disparaged his sister, view
ing the long, crowded room.
"why, it's one Of the best Rus
sian restaurants in New York" re-
scented Helen. "And famous for its
music. You have to come early to
get a table. Only a quarter OF
seven and look-not a seat left"
swell, I detest crowded places.
You never get good service and"
"Now, Carrie, don't be frost!'
reproved Lawrence. "We're here to
enjoy it. Look at these high cell
ings! Been a fine old house once"
"Yes, don't you love these arched
doorways?" glowed Helen. @And
those old-fashioned pier glasses! oh,
here come the musicians"
A stir Of interest as the five mu-
sicians filed through to their plat
form. Tall, dark, distinguished
youths, in colorful Cossack blouses.
"What curious instruments! Not
mandolins, are thew"
"Balalaikas. The real thing"
approved Warren. "Wait'u you
hear what that bunch can thumb
out of those flat-footed ukes."
"And that bear has one! J" Helen
smiled at the facetious wall paint
ing. A grinning Polar bear seated
on a cake of ice, strumming the
Russian tri-cornered instrument.
Lawrence, who loved music, was
kecnly appreciative of the plaintive
folk melodies, but Carrie kept look
ing for their waiter who had failed
to bring the ice.
CARRIE is IMPATIENT.
Don't be so impatient, Carrie.
He has all these five tables"
THAT'S why / don't like these
'arty' places. Takes forever to get
served. Oh, I'll have to slip off
this shoe! Shopping all day-my
feet almost kill me-"
"Kick 'em both off and be COM
fortable-if it'll put you in better
humor," grinned Warren. ANY
thing goes here. No high-hat bout
"Oh, it really Is red" viewing
the dab of crimson decorating let
tuce leaf.
"Not so bad" appraised Warren.
STRONGER than the black"
"Yes, it is stronger-saltier, too.
And the eggs are larger" decided
Helen. "But what makes it red?
Do you suppose it's colored?"
"From the red sturgeon in the
Mora River" contributed their wait
err. "Only lately have they exported
it. 1t never used to come to this
country"
II asked for some ice" complain
ed Carrie CURLY. This water
luke-warm."
81 beg your pardon, madame, ]
will bring it now" hurrying off.
"Carrie, ! wouldn't be SO sharp,
protested Helen. did you see how
he flushed? These walters are all
refugees - from fine old Russian
families"
Impoverished counts, I suppose
That press-agent stpffs Overwor ked
There must've been a few Russians
without titles"
HELEN is ANGERED.
"Your dogs still hurt your" in
simulated Warren.
"No. but l didn't want to come
way down here tonight" bristled his
sister. Il suggested the Ritzmore-
but you all wanted atmosphere
"Well, il you don't like it, dom
make il unpleasant for everybody
else,n demonstrated Lawrence
That's great music. Stop fussint
and let us listen to it."
Excited applause and calls O.
"Brayo! Bravo! followed tn
spirited swing Of a Hungarian
rhaspody. ..
what do you call this soupl'
Carrie was tasting it gingerly.
"Bortsch. Beets and cabbage ant
sour cream. That's their famous
SOUP. We had it at that Russian
place in Paris. If it's too sour
You can sweeten it." Helen moVcC
over the sugar bowl.
mo. thank YOU" pushing bacl
her plate. "Tell him to bring M
some consomme."
ANY consOmme?" Warren nag
ged the hurrying, overworket
waiter.
II will see, SIR"
"Well, get some if you can. On
order"
Dear, I'd like a footstool," ven
turcd Helen"
"Now. no more extras. Tha
poor fellows got all he can do"
Helen bit her lip. His sister
selfish demands indulged-but he
one modest request prompt,
squelched.
The whole dinner delayed b.
Carries special order. A tryin
wait-and at last the consomme.
"kothing but hot water and
beef cube,V Carrie pushed back tn
plate. "And you call this a goo
restaurant"
"For Russian food. They're no
fixed up to serve anything else"
NOW THE DUCK.
"Oh, well, it's all right with ex
asperating resignation. "Im no
hungry, anyway
"Oh, you're a dear" Helel
stopped to pet wistful-eyel
dachshund. "Do you belong here
No, FIN sorry, l haven't a thing TO
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