Posted on 02/17/2003 5:37:57 PM PST by blam
Edited on 04/13/2004 2:34:59 AM PDT by Jim Robinson. [history]
Just a nitpick, dosen't that sound more like food for at least 60,000 not 6,000 no matter what the occasion? I mean just 1000 sheep alone with the 13,000 tarts and other sides should be enough 6000, even for a daylong event.
Why is everybody picking on him.
I must confess that I did succumb to falling upon the dish like a swine while eating, snorting disgustingly and smacking the lips. What can I say? I'm a bachelor.
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TO-NIGHT, grave sir, both my poore house, and I Doe equally desire your companie : Not that we thinke us worthy such a guest, But that your worth will dignifie our feast, With those that come ; whose grace may make that seeme Something, which, else, could hope for no esteeme. It is the faire acceptance, Sir, creates The entertaynment perfect : not the cates. Yet shall you have, to rectifie your palate, An olive, capers, or some better sallad Ushring the mutton ; with a short-leg'd hen, If we can get her, full of eggs, and then, Limons, and wine for sauce : to these, a coney Is not to be despair'd of, for our money ; And, though fowle, now, be scarce, yet there are clerkes, The skie not falling, thinke we may have larkes. I'll tell you of more, and lye, so you will come : Of partrich, pheasant, wood-cock, of which some May yet be there ; and godwit, if we can : Knat, raile, and ruffe too. How so e'er, my man Shall reade a piece of VIRGIL, TACITUS, LIVIE, or of some better booke to us, Of which wee'll speake our minds, amidst our meate ; And I'll professe no verses to repeate : To this, if ought appeare, which I know not of, That will the pastrie, not my paper, show of. Digestive cheese, and fruit there sure will bee; But that, which most doth take my Muse, and mee, Is a pure cup of rich Canary-wine, Which is the Mermaids, now, but shall be mine : Of which had HORACE, or ANACREON tasted, Their lives, as doe their lines, till now had lasted. Tabacco, Nectar, or the Thespian spring, Are all but LUTHERS beere, to this I sing. Of this we will sup free, but moderately, And we will have no Pooly, or Parrot by ; Nor shall our cups make any guiltie men : But, at our parting, we will be, as when We innocently met. No simple word That shall be utter'd at our mirthfull board Shall make us sad next morning : or affright The libertie, that wee'll enjoy to-night. |
The ancestors of my ex wife's family apparently ate very well.
Probably trying to poison them.
Grits is gooooood! {;o)
There's a mound at Cahokia across from St. Louis which was redug recently and there was a trench in it that was filled with the remains of periodic feasts... the fare was exotic- there were numerous bones of pink spoonbills and other strange critters both found and not found in the area today. I've been hoping to see the reports on that since they said amount and variety was surprising.
Old records of historic tribes also describe some tasty dishes made from fruits prepared in various ways, and condiments made of prepared nutmeat were described as delectable. The descriptions indicate that daily fare wasn't merely a pot of stew or sofkie.
Don't forget popcorn. And Groundnuts. We have them here in New England. They are what Raliegh brought back, and were mistaken for potatoes. I tried some sauteed in butter, and they were delicious. They grow in the roots of a weedy-looking climbing vine
They not only ate well....but got a bit kinky afterwards.
If there were 6,000 invited guests, it probably came out to nearly 60,000 actual eaters.
Each of the guests would have a spouse or equivalent, plus as many servants as he could afford to bring along, because the size of your retinue illustrates your wealth and position.
The "uninvited guests," along with the poor or pretending-to-be-poor, and all the staff of the hosts, would have been served the leftovers from the meals, and/or handed food straight out of the kitchens.
My husband and I used to be reenactors, back when ... I miss the clothes, and the food!
Your right. Ah! To live in the days of finding out if witches were made of wood! Building 'trojan rabbits', multiple swamp castles and supplying shrubberies to bands of rogue knights!And not to forget the endless dabates of the number of wingbeats per minute of an African vs. European swallow!
Nope, no corn. Corn, tomatoes, potatoes, and many others are strictly American (as in North and South) foods. Italian food with no tomatoes, can you imagine that?
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