ee cups, the maid bringing in a tray full of
the cups followed by an assistant with sugar, cream and after dinner
coffee spoons.
Cut the cake into squares and pass in silver basket or handsome plate
with doily.
"AFTER THE THEATRE" MENUS.
_Cold Chicken in Cranberry Jelly Cups_
_Celery and Oyster Patties_
_Bread and Butter Sandwiches_
_Lemon Jelly with Whipped Cream_
_Ice Cream, Lady Fingers, Cocoanut_
_Macaroons_
_Bonbons, Coffee_
_Mushroom Patties_
_Turkey and Celery Salad in Lettuce Cups_
_Cheese and Nut Sandwiches_
_Pineapple Jelly with Whipped Cream_
_Vanilla Ice Cream_
_Small Sponge Cakes_
_Coffee with Whipped Cream_
OYSTER CRABS ON STEAK.
Since dealers do not sell oyster crabs at reasonable rates where they
know their value or have a fashionable trade, if economical, one has to
find a modest oyster house where they do not bring a cent and more
apiece, but are for sale in bulk. A few dozen at least are needed for
the steak. Oyster crabs are tiny things and they shrink in cooking.
The pan must be hot with plenty of butter in it Throw in the crabs whole
of course, for they are wee things, clean as an oyster, and let them
cook to a turn. Salt and pepper them and turn them over the steak which
has been broiled exactly right. The oyster crabs must be cooked so as to
be ready when the steak is done.
A COLD SUPPER MENU FOR HOT WEATHER.
_Iced Consomme_
_Celery, Salted Wafers_
_Lobster en Mayonnaise, Brown Bread Sandwiches_
_Cold Filet of Beef_
_Saratoga Potatoes, Jelly, Brandied Cherries_
_Tomatoes Stuffed with Celery, Green Peppers and Cucumbers_
_Chicken Salad_
_Roquefort Cheese, Toasted Crackers_
_Ice Cream in Canteloupes_
_Fruits, Crystallized Candies_
CHAPTER VI.
TOASTS AND STORIES FOR SUPPERS.
Here's to man, God's first thought,
Here's to woman, God's second thought;
As second thoughts are best, "Here's to woman."
--_Detroit Free Press_.
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A health to the man on trail this night; may his grub hold
out; may his dogs keep their legs; may his matches never
miss fire.
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TO "ONE OF THE BOYS."
Here's to a jolly fellow,
Who is one of the boys,
And stays till he gets mellow,
Sharing the drinks and joys.
His glass he'll fill to the rim,
And dash it out of sight,
We can all tie to him,
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