The Fate Of A Nation Depends On

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.

Some Dishes Are Of Such Indisputable Excellence That Their Appearance Alone Is Capable Of Arousing A Level-headed Man's Degustatory Powers. All Those Who, When Presented With Such A Dish, Show Neither The Rush Of Desire, Nor The Radiance Of Ecstasy, May Justly Be Deemed Unworthy Of The Honors Of The Sitting, And Its Related Delights.

The Lord Hath Created Medicines Out Of The Earth, And He That Is Wise Will Not Abhor Them.

Beasts Feed. Man Eats. Only The Man Of Intellect Knows How To Eat.

In The Centre Of A Spacious Table Rose A Pastry As Large As A Church, Flanked On The North By A Quarter Of Cold Veal, On The South By An Enormous Ham, On The East By A Monumental Pile Of Butter, And On The West By An Enormous Dish Of Artichokes, With A Hot Sauce.