Posted by: Epicurean on: October 31, 2010
If you’re stuck in a drifting boat with a tiger, be grateful for little luxuries. Life of Pi by Yann Martel Lord who would have thought it? I never suspected. It was a secret held from me: Norweigan cuisine was the best in the world! These biscuits were amazingly good. They were savoury and delicate [...]
Posted by: Epicurean on: October 25, 2010
An answer to Ayn Rand’s question perhaps? This John Galt was a Scots-born writer and entrepreneur, friend of the mad, bad Byron, and founder in 1827 of the Canadian city of Guelph. Annals of the Parish by John Galt I should not, in my notations, forget to mark a new luxury that got in among [...]
Posted by: Epicurean on: October 18, 2010
On the ceilings were coloured traceries with more gilt, leading to a centre where spread a cluster of lights – incandescent globes mingled with glittering prisms and stucco tendrils of gilt.
Posted by: Epicurean on: October 9, 2010
The year is 1722 and bubonic plague is ravaging London with people dying like flies. Meanwhile the glorious smell of baking bread wafts through eerily empty streets. A Journal of the Plague Year by Daniel Defoe The price of bread in particular was not much raised for in the beginning of the year, viz in the [...]
