Ladies and Gents (I continue to believe that there are men who read this blog. Men other than my friend Steve. Hi, Steve!), it's time for another installment from the Woman's Exchange Cook Book! (And... there go all the men. Except Steve. Thanks for staying, Steve.)
Also, for those of you who are thinking I can't spell... it really is Woman's, not Women's, and Cook Book, not Cookbook. Apparently, they did this spelling thing a little differently a hundred and nine years ago.
But back to the festivities! I posted the Introduction to this self-titled "American Culinary Encyclopedia" here last week (remember, THESE COOKS MAKE NO MISTAKES!). Immediately following the Intro, is this lovely little poem:
"We may live without poetry, music and art;
We may live without conscience, and live without heart;
We may live without friends; we may live without books;
But civilized man cannot live without cooks.
He may live without books-- what is knowledge but grieving;
He may live without hope-- what is hope but deceiving?
He may live without love-- what is passion but pining?
But where is the man that can live without dining?"
Right you are, ladies. Right you are.