Those From Whom Nature Has Withheld Taste

All Languages Had Their Birth, Their Apogee And Decline.

Seating Themselves On The Greensward, They Eat While The Corks Fly And There Is Talk, Laughter And Merriment, And Perfect Freedom, For The Universe Is Their Drawing Room And The Sun Their Lamp. Besides, They Have Appetite, Nature's Special Gift, Which Lends To Such A Meal A Vivacity Unknown Indoors, However Beautiful The Surroundings.

A Connoisseur Of Gastronomy Was Congratulated On His Appointment As A Director Of Indirect Contributions At Periguex: And, Above All, In The Pleasure There Would Be In Living In The Midst Of Good Cheer, In The Country Of Truffles, Partridges, Truffled Turkeys, And So Forth. "alas!" Replied With A Sigh The Sad Gastronomer, "can One Really Live At All In A Country Where There Is No Fresh Sea-fish?"

Once Fire Was Discovered, The Instinct For Improvement Made Men Bring Food To It. First To Dry It, Then To Put It On The Coals To Cook.

Gourmandise Is An Impassioned, Rational, And Habitual Preference For All Objects Which Flatter The Sense Of Taste.