The Washington times., 1934-12-13
NOW
Capitals Best Cook
About to LeaUe
A NEW ENVOY
By Helen ESSary


learned that:
washington is about to lose
its best cook.
The Minister Of Finland, Mr..
Astrom, who in about a week or
50 is leaving for his own coun-
try, can prepare a meal that
would have added a stone 10
the weight Of Mr.. Epicurus.
Not long ago Mr.. Astrom had
a little dinner. A special little
dinner.
The soup was a triumph OF
color and flavor. The 1lsn
tasted like a fish that hao
lived happily and died with the
hope of some day reposlng pc
tween the lemon and parsley
of Mr.. Astrom's game platter.
The guests, being genteel' re-
Trained from mentioning me
virtues of the food, until the
stl1ffing of a brown and ira
grant duck broke down their
manners. You know what
stuffing generally is-a wet
blanket of soggy bread ana
sage. ,ss,oo
An airv inconsequential Souf-
flee. with its first bite. the
guests, practically in a oody,
and I regret to say, while sun
in the act of eating, exclaimed:
"Where did you get your
COOKE" r
Mr. Astrom said quietly:
"My cook? 1 am the COOK:
7 have made all Of the dinner
myself. Completely"
Of my own experience 1
have discovered that:
The newly arrived Minister
from Norway and M d m
Morgenstierne are handsome
and clever and young very
young. ,oo,,.
like a school girl. She IS TAI
and slender with big blue eyes
and dark hair-nicely cut, ana
a pretty, intelligent face.
Her husband, the Minister, IS
big and blond, as one would
expect in a descendant from
vikings. He speaks E n lis u
without the slightest accent
and he has a sense Of humor.
Madame Morgenstierne is a
Canadian. She m marrie d the
young Norw egian diplomat
after a brief and thrllllngly
romantic courtship.
Washington is going to ike
the Morgen iernes tremen.
dously. When they are settled
in their big white house on
Massa achus e it's Avenue and
Thirty-fourth Street, they will
begin entertaining-charmlngly,
I am sure. Now they are await.
ing furniture from Norway and
paintings from the National
Gallery at Oslo.
These things I have just men,
toned, I discovered at the de-
lightful dinner of the Irish Min
lister and Mrs. MacWhite. The
MacWhites are hospitable and
amusing. Their guests the
other night, instead of spring
ing up at 10 o'clock "a crate"
full hour at some official par
ties) fingered after midnight.
We left the Harry Norments
She's awfully pretty, Colonel
and Mrs. Arthur O'Brien, the
lovely Cornelia Mayo and DR..
and Mrs. Rexford Tugwell (not
so long back from Ireland
themselves listening to Mrs.
Duncan Herridge tell amusing
stories about her summer at st.
Andrews.
The German Ambassador, the
Secretary of Commerce and
Mrs. Roper and Grace Roper
with reluctance and left earlier.
An Ambassador and a Cabinet
member must always be the
first to leave.
The little pigs who never
came home from market had a
simple career compared with
that of the little pigs who, sew
eral years ago, went to live
at Stratford Hall on the Poto-
mac, the birthplace of Robert
E. Lee.
If I hadn't heard Gen. B. F.
Cheatham, superintendent of
Stratford, tell it at yesterdays
luncheon at the Dodge Hotel
of the executive committee Of
he Robert E. Lee IMMORTAL
. Foundation, should have sus-
pected the Stratford pigs of
guinea pig tendencies. The
Stanford pigs, however, multi
piled in pennies rather than in
descendants.
General Cheatham was talk
ing about the beginnings of
the Stratford ham industry.
Twelve ladies, it seems, gave
$40 apiece to buy pigs and their
parents. In due time, General
Cheatham transformed them
(the pigs) into specially smoked
Stratford hams. In a few
months, he had returned the
ladies their offering and had
cleared $500.
The demand for hams is now
SC great that General Cheat
ham is ,rronadnHinm IL ha can't