Posted by: Epicurean on: May 23, 2010
A wedding party down on the farm … Blown Seed by David Toulmin Long wooden planks were set up on trestles where the guests could sit at the tables, three or four of them, the length of the barn, borrowed from a joiner at Leary, who was something of a fiddler forbye and a guest [...]
Posted by: Epicurean on: May 13, 2010
Banqueting on scavenged rations during WWII … A Midnight Clear by William Wharton Shutzer, our kosher gourmet, hungering for the smell of fish, opens a sardine can with his bayonet. Miller, the man who has everything, even a corkscrew, works the cork from the bottle of wine. This could well be the coup de grace [...]
Posted by: Epicurean on: May 8, 2010
More life in the trenches … Birdsong by Sebastian Faulks Captain Gray had also acquired a batman called Watkins who had once trained as a chef in the kitchens of the Connaught Hotel in London. His skill was of little use on the rations at the front or on the limited supplies available in the [...]
Posted by: Epicurean on: May 2, 2010
Life in the WWI trenches … All Quiet on the Western Front by Erich Maria Remarque We must look out for our bread. The rats have become much more numerous lately because the trenches are no longer in good condition. The rats here are particularly repulsive, they are so fat – the kind we all [...]
