Evening star., 1937-04-18
Creole Chefs
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here and taste this! Here's a real
drink! I'm indebted to you, Mr..
Grunewald."
Mr.. President" said Theodore
Grunewald, I've taken liberty,
When you enter your suite OF state
rooms on the steamship Parismina,
you'n find two bon voyage baskets
of fruit with my card Under the
fruit you'll find dozen quarts Of bot
tied Sazeracs in each basket"
Harding's arm went out and rested
around Theodore Grunewald's shoul-
ders.
Theodore" said he (not the "Mr.
Grunewald" Of moment before), 'you
make it point to come to Washing
ton during my Inauguration, and don't
you dare go to hotel Wire me when
you're coming and the White House is
your home as long as you stay"
1t was the only White House invi-
tation Harding gave in New Orleans,
WHEN Calvin Coolidge was President
of the United States, out Of Wash
lngton over the wires to the New
Orleans newspapers came steady
stream Of stories on the personal
habits Of the Vermont Yankee in
the White House. They ranged from
his electric hobbyhorse exerciser in
the White House attic to his habit
OF having his shoes half -soled when
the soles were through. His Sunday
morning breakfasts didn't escape.
They were pictured as a stack of
griddle cakes flanked by pork sausage,
served with butter and maple syrup.
And President Coolidge, ran the story.
loved to puddle his breakfast sausage
in the maple syrup that fioated around
the base of his stack of hot cakes.
When ex-President of the United
States Calvin Coolidge and Mrs. Cool
idge stopped over in New Orleans a
few days on their way to the dedica-
ton of the Coolidge Dam in Arizona.
it was Jules Alciatore of Antoine's
who supervised the cooking and serv-
ing OF the private dinner they ate.
And this is what President Coolidge
tucked away:
A SAzERAC cocktail started the
dinner, Then bayou cook oysters
a Ia Rockefeller baked in their secret
sauce on their half shells imbedded
in pans OF rock salt, and with fine
white wine to drink with them. a
Chablis, vintage of 1921. Bisque Ecre-
visse Creole to follow them; Creole
craWfish bisque. Then Pompano
la Antoine; pompano
baked in pale creamy sauce in
buttered parchment envelope that re-
tanned all the steaming fragrance.
Pommes Souff1es with it-potatoes
golden brown like expanded pea pods
And to drink with it-Graves, vintage
Of 19l6-a dry white Bordeaux wine.
Then Oeufs Cocotte a la Coolidge,
created in honor of the distinguished
guest; eggs with pate de fois gras
de Strasbourg, and a secret sauce
Escargots a la Bordelaise followed
edible snails imported from Bordeaux
France. Then Perdreaux a la Broche
Sauce Paradis-partridge with a spe-
cial sauce for which Jules swore
"Paradis" was the only name ade-
quate
Ex-President Coolidge looked at the
plump, tiny birds on his plate.
I'VE seldom take that much trouble
with bird in New England" he said,
short of 40-pound Thanksgiving
turkey"
But he mopped up the last drop of
Sauce Paradis and picked the last
partridge bone and drank the Chateau
Haut Brion, vintage Of 1917, the red
wine that went with it. Then he
wiped out al artichoke heart stuffed
with the secret mixture of Fonds
d'Artichaut Chevalier Bayard, de-
molished his share of Omelette His
toiree a la Julius Caesar, a souf1e with
which he drank his champagne. Veuve
Cliquot, vintage of 1911, and slipped
his Cafe Creole, a la Nanny, follow
ing it with a tiny liqueur glass of
cognac, vintage of 1886. And
he was able to autograph his menu
with steady hand. Hardy race, these
New Englanders. Well, he admitted it.
Ex-President and Mrs. Coolidge
stayed at the Roosevelt on their New
Orleans visit. It was also headquar-
ters for the late United States Sem
ator Huey P. Long. The reporter who
writes this story was assigned to
cover the event. He posed Coolidge
and Long side by side for his pho
Caption this Past and Future
Presidents of the United States
Meigs," directed Senator Long.
What part OF Louisiana are you
from, Senator?" asked Coolidge.
I'm a hinbilly, like yourself" said
Senator Long.
'The hills are a good place to come
FROM" said Calvin Coolidge, after a
slightly startled look.
But the night of the farewell dinner
to the Coolidges it was Mrs. Coolidge
who had to bear the brunt of Sen
ator Longs sometimes unexpected
conversational forays. The Senator
arrived late, slipped into the place be-
side Mrs. Coolidge reserved for him.
What kind Of a housekeeper is
Mrs. Hoover, ma'am?" asked Senator
Long.
Mrs. Coolidge gasped.
"Why-good, believe" she said.
why do you ask?"
II had to tear down the Louisiana
mansion and build new
one," said Huey Long. "I'd hate to
have to tear down the White House
for the same reasons"