Tell Me What You Eat, And I

The Number Of Flavors Is Infinite, For Every Soluble Body Has A Peculiar Flavor, Like None Other.

Poultry Is For The Cook What Canvas Is For A Painter, Or The Cap Of Fortunatus For A Conjurer.

Gluttony Is Mankind's Exclusive Prerogative.

Nothing Is More Pleasant Than To See A Pretty Woman, Her Napkin Well Placed Under Her Arms, One Of Her Hands On The Table, While The Other Carries To Her Mouth, The Choice Piece So Elegantly Carved.

It Is The Duty Of All Papas And Mammas To Forbid Their Children To Drink Coffee, Unless They Wish To Have Little Dried-up Machines, Stunted And Old At The Age Of Twenty... Once Saw A Man In London, In Leicester Square, Who Had Been Crippled By Immoderate Indulgence In Coffee; He Was No Longer In Any Pain, Having Grown Accustomed To His Condition, And Had Cut Himself Down To Five Or Six Cups A Day.