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Another Novelty Is The Tea-party, An Extraordinary Meal In That, Being Offered To Persons That Have Already Dined Well, It Supposes Neither Appetite Nor Thirst, And Has No Object But Distraction, No Basis But Delicate Enjoyment.

Let The Progress Of The Meal Be Slow, For Dinner Is The Last Business Of The Day; And Let The Guests Conduct Themselves Like Travelers Due To Reach Their Destination Together.

Gluttony Is Mankind's Exclusive Prerogative.

To Claim That Wines Should Not Be Changed Is A Heresy; The Palate Becomes Saturated And After The Third Glass The Best Of Wines Arouses Nothing But An Obscure Sensation.

'monsieur,' Madame D'arestel, Superior Of The Convent Of The Visitation At Belley, Once Said To Me More Than Fifty Years Ago, 'whenever You Want To Have A Really Good Cup Of Chocolate, Make It The Day Before, In A Porcelain Coffeepot, And Let It Set. The Night's Rest Will Concentrate It And Give It A Velvety Quality Which Will Make It Better. Our Good God Cannot Possibly Take Offense At This Little Refinement, Since He Himself Is Everything That Is Most Perfect.'